"Who is this maid? what means her lay?
She hovers o'er the hollow way,
545 And flutters wide her mantle gray,
As the lone heron spreads his wing,
By twilight, o'er a haunted spring."
"'Tis Blanche of Devan," Murdoch said,
"A crazed and captive Lowland maid,
550 Ta'en on the morn she was a bride,
When Roderick forayed Devan s
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