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Nor by soft peace adopted; though, in place
And in dimension, such that thou mightst seem
But a mere footstool to yon sovereign lord,
Hugh Cruachan,—a thing that meaner hills
Might crush, nor know that it had suffered harm ;—
Yet he, not loth, in favour of thy claims
To reverence suspends his own; submitting
All that the God of nature hath conferred,
All that he has in common with the stars,
To the memorial majesty of time
Impersonated in thy calm decay!
Take then, thv seat, vicegerent unreproved!
Now, while a farewell gleam of evening light
Is fondly lingering on thy shattered front,
Do thou, in turn, be paramount; and rule
Over the pomp and beauty of a scene
Whose mountains, torrents, lake, and woods, unite
To pay thee homage; and with these are joined,
In willing admiration and respect,
Two hearts, which in thy presence might be called
Youthful as spring. Shade of departed power,
Skeleton of unfleshed humanity,
The chronicle were welcome that should call
Into the compass of distinct regard
The toils and struggles of thy infancy!
Yon foaming flood seems motionless as ice;
Its dizzy turbulence eludes the eye,
Frozen by distance; so, majestic pile,
To the perception of this age, appear
Thy fierce beginnings, softened and subd-ied
And quieted in character; the strife,
The pride, the fury uncontrollable,
Lost on the aerial heights of the Crusades.
ROB ROY'S GRAVE.
A Famous man is Robin Hood,
The English ballad-singer's joy!
And Scotland has a thief as good,
An outlaw of as daring mood;
She has her brave Rob Roy!
Then clear the weeds from off his grave,
And let us chant a passing stave
In honour of that hero brave I
Heaven gave Rob Roy a dauntless heart
Yet was Rob Roy as wise as brave;
Say, then, that he was wise as brave;
Said generous Rob, "What need of books?
"We have a passion, make a law,
tld• at least, have been,
htowardness of fate:
f an age too soon?
fold man living now, t flourish in his pride, I on every bough!
1 factors, rights of chase, kirds and their domains, tve seemed but paltry things, fth a moment's pains.
3 never lmgered here, v meagre vales confined; t how wide the world, the times f.irly to his mind!
-word he would have said,
we should do our part;
all are over old,
ve my kings that take
I my breath."
"And, puzzled, blinded thus, we lose
"The creatures see of flood and field,
"For why?—because the good old rule
"A lesson that is quickly learned,
"All freakishness of mind is checked;
"All kinds and creatures stand and fall
"Since, then, the rule of right is plain.
And thus among these rocks he lived,