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good greenwood 55 Though the birds have stilled their singing, The evening blaze doth Alice raise, And Richard is fagots bringing. Up Urgan starts, that hideous dwarf, Before Lord Richard stands, 60 And, as he crossed and blessed himself, "I fear not sign," quoth the grisly[13] elf, "That is made with bloody hands." But out then spoke she, Alice Brand, That woman void of fear,-- 65 "And if there's blood upon his hand, 'Tis but the blood of deer." "Now loud thou liest, thou bold of mood! It cleaves unto his hand, The stain of thine own kindly blood,[14] 70 The blood of Ethert Brand." Then forward stepped she, Alice Brand, And made the holy sign,-- "And if there's blood on Richard's hand, A spotless hand is mine. 75 "And I conjure[15] thee, demon elf, By Him whom demons fear, To show us whence thou art thyself, And what thine errand here?" "'Tis merry, 'tis merry, in Fairy-land, 80 When fairy birds are singing, When the court doth ride by their monarch's side, With bit and bridle ringing: "And gayly shines the Fairy-land-- But all is glistening show 85 Like the idle gleam that December's beam Can dart on ice and snow. "And fading, like that varied gleam, Is our inconstant shape, "Who now like knight and lady seem, 90 And now like dwarf and ape. "It was between the night and day, When the Fairy King has power, That I sunk down in a sinful fray, And 'twixt life and death was snatched away 95 To the joyless Elfin bower. "But wist[16] I of a woman bold, Who thrice my brow durst sign,[17] I might regain my mortal mould, As fair a form as thine." 100 She crossed him once--she crossed him twice--- That lady was so brave; The fouler grew his goblin hue, The darker grew the cave. She crossed him thrice, that lady bold, 105 He rose beneath her hand, The fairest knight on Scottish mould, Her brother, Ethert Brand! Merry it is in good greenwood, When the mavis and merle are singing, 110 But merrier were they in Dunfermline[18] gray, When all the bells were ringing. --_Scott_ [1] mavis and merle. thrush and blackbird. [2] wold. hilly, open country. [3] glai
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