With all her joyful female band,
440 Had Lady Margaret sought the strand.
Loose on the breeze their tresses flew,
And high their snowy arms they threw,
As echoing back with shrill acclaim,
And chorus wild, the Chieftain's name;
445 While, prompt to please, with mother's art,
The darling passion of his heart,
The Dame called
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