(J. Hamel) Four and sixty ago, high in Dunlavy's 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 alone there, and all unaware, Her lord was home. the lady 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 beat of her As she leapt to the sea. My lady's maid, she away To the beach my was riding, And she found him there, and him how His was all but gone, And the lord he smiled like a cat, And her not to worry. His army half a day behind And were approaching home. So they waited, as breath, dark began to fall Were found by his men and rode again the rising moon. The enemy stood with surprise As Dunlavy down on them, He found a and dispatched him to and release his lady. By the the moon had crossed the sky, The was clear and free, Dunlavy turned his horse up the cliff To lie in the of his lady. He outside her door in the dark And slowly his hand, Unaware that his page had been in the back By an as he ran. (x 2) Four and thirty days ago, in Dunlavy's Castle, A cried out in alarm At a noise made by at all.