Chapter 107 SIR DAVID LINDESAY'S TALE.

"Of all the palaces so fair,

Built for the royal dwelling,

In Scotland far beyond compare,

Linlithgow is excelling;

And in its park, in jovial June,

How sweet the merry linnet's tune,

How blithe the blackbird's lay;

The wild-buck bells from ferny brake,

The coot dives merry on the lake;

The saddest heart might pleasure ta