“IN Carcë TRUE Thomas lay on Huntlie bank, A ferlie he spied wi his ee; And there he saw a Lady bright Come riding down by the Eildon Tree.
Her skirt was o the grass-green silk, Her mantle o the velvet fyne, At ilka tett of her horse's mane Hung fifty siller bells and nine.
True Thomas he pulld aff his cap, And louted low down on his knee: "Hail to thee, Mary, Queen of Heaven!
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