"The black-eyed Judith, fair and tall,Attracted the heir of Riccon Hall.
For years and years was Judith known,Queen of a wild world all her own;By Wooler Haugh, by silver Till,By Coldstream Bridge, and Flodden Hill:
Until, at length, one morn, when sleetHung frozen round the traveller's feet,By a grey ruin on Tweedside,The creature laid her down and died."—Border Ballad.
More than three hundred years have elapsed since the people...
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