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42 A KEPPOCH SONG. canto it.
Had not she leave to please her mind?
Was she not then to Toshach* kind?
Him, though a Saxon, I receive,
And her free choice a vassal have.
Ross' heiress has the world forsak'n,
To a convent herself betaken ;
The Stewart's arts have thus prevail'd,
And the new Buchan as Ross is hail'd.
My spouse, her aunt, is thus beguil'd,
Of her successive right despoil 'd.
To th' governor I've complain'd,
To no purpose — my suit's disdain'd.
Thus ancient laws have lost their course*
By trick and arbitrary force."
My chiefs, with indignation mov'd,
Do thus reply — Monteith reprov'd :
" If she'll not enjoy her estate,
She has no right the next to cheat:
She, as successor, it receiv'd,
Th' next in line should not be aggriev'd.'
If ancient laws have lost their sway,
No longer then can we obey.
* Macintosh, the chief of that name.

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