Where is the Douglas?-he is gone;
185 And Ellen sits on the gray stone
Fast by the cave, and makes her moan;
While vainly Allan's words of cheer
Are poured on her unheeding ear:
"He will return-dear lady trust!
190 With joy return-he will-he must.
Well was it time to seek, afar,
Some refuge from impending war,
When e'en C
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