THE BATTLE OF GLENLIVET. FRAE Dunnoter to Aberdeen The lift was clade with clouds gray, In Cow Mouth I met a man, Saying, "The ministers, I fear, "I saw three lords in battel fight Huntlie and Errol as they height, Turn back with me, and ride a mile, How they began the form and stile, Then I, as any man would be, Then he began the sooth to show, THE SHEPHERD'S COVENANT WITH HIS OWN HEART. I MADE a covenant with my heart, That it and I should never part: That I would give it unto none, Until two hearts did join in one. But straight I spied a shepherdess, Which brought my heart into distress; She was so comely to behold, That in my heart she was inroll'd. Witness Jove himself can tell, But how can poor mortals know, She vowed unto me true love, Promising she would constant prove, But it did prove contrary wise, Falsehood did put on lovers' guise. My heart did promise a set place ANOTHER. NEXT Sought I in a virgin's breast, Wherein I found were rooms For lords, for knights, pages, and grooms. At length a gentle seeming maid, Weary with travel, and with scorn, |