(J. Hamel) Four and sixty ago, high in Dunlavy's Castle, Stood and and maid, in the light of a fire, ready for a run. Four men stood square on the beach Beneath Castle, And down there, and all unaware, Her was riding home. Said the to the maid, "Run quick and be sure To meet my in safety, And him to send for all of his men, And keep on low. And you have done, have a page boy come, And me of his judgement. If all well, two knocks or two bells, If all is lost, three." Knock-knock-knock the rap at the door, and a for my lady. and a went the of her heart As she to the welcoming sea. My lady's maid, she hurried To the my lord was riding, And she found him there, and him how His was all but gone, And the he smiled just like a cat, And her not to worry. His rode half a day behind And fast approaching home. So they waited, as breath, Until dark began to Were found by his men and home again the rising moon. The enemy stood still with As Dunlavy down on them, He found a and dispatched him to find and his lady. By the time the moon had the sky, The beach was and free, Dunlavy turned his horse up the road To lie in the of his lady. He paused outside her door in the And raised his hand, Unaware that his page had caught in the back By an as he ran. (x 2) Four and days ago, high in Dunlavy's Castle, A chambermaid cried out in At a noise by nothing at all.