(J. Hamel) Four and sixty years ago, high in Castle, and lady and maid, in the light of a fire, Making for a run. hundred men stood square on the beach Beneath Castle, And down there, and all unaware, Her lord was home. Said the to the maid, "Run quick and be sure To meet my in safety, And tell him to for all of his men, And on hiding low. And when you have done, have a boy come, And me of his judgement. If all goes well, two or two bells, If all is lost, three." Knock-knock-knock the rap at the door, and a for my lady. and a went the of her heart As she leapt to the sea. My maid, she hurried away To the my lord was riding, And she him there, and told him how His was all but gone, And the lord he smiled just a cat, And her not to worry. His army half a day behind And were approaching home. So they waited, as breath, Until dark to fall found by his men and rode home again Beneath the moon. The stood still with surprise As Dunlavy flew on them, He found a and dispatched him to find and his lady. By the time the had crossed the sky, The beach was and free, turned his horse up the cliff road To lie in the of his lady. He paused her door in the dark And raised his hand, Unaware that his page had been in the back By an as he ran. (x 2) Four and thirty ago, high in Dunlavy's Castle, A chambermaid out in alarm At a noise made by at all.