Dedication
TO MY COUSIN — Beatrice A. McIntyre — THIS BOOK — IS AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATED
Epigraph
“Kilmeny looked up with a lovely grace,
But nae smile was seen on Kilmeny’s face;
As still was her look, and as still was her ee,
As the stillness that lay on the emerant lea,
Or the mist that sleeps on a waveless sea.
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Such beauty bard may never declare,
For there was no pride nor passion there;
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Her seymar was the lily flower,
And her cheek the moss-rose in the shower;
And her voice like the distant melodye
That floats along the twilight sea.”
— The Queen’s Wake JAMES HOGG