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And fast through the woodland approaches the | The much loved remams of her master defended, foe."

And chased the hill-fox and the raven away. Scarce could he falter the tidings of sorrow, And scarce could she hear them, benumb'a How long didst thou think that his silence was with despair :

slumber? And when the sun sunk on the sweet lake of Toro,

When the wind waved his garment, how oft didst

thou start? For ever he set to the Brave and the Fair.

How many long days and long weeks didst thou

number,

Ere he faded before thee, the friend of thy heart? HELLVELLYN.

And, oh, was it meet, thai,-no requiem read o'er

him,In the spring of 1805, a young gentleman of ta- No mother to weep, and no friend to deplore him, lents, and of a most amiable disposition, perished by And thou, little guardian, alone stretch'd before Lusing his way on the mountain Hellvellyn. His himremains were not discovered till three months after Unhonour'd the Pilgrim from life should dewards, when they were found guarded by a faithful part? Le Trier-bitch, his constant attendant during frequent When a Prince to the fate of the Peasant has solitary rambles through the wilds of Cumberland and Westmoreland.

yielded,

The tapestry waves dark round the dim-lighted I clims'd the dark brow of the mighty Hellvellyn, hall : Lases and mountains beneath me gleam'd misty With scutcheons of silver the coffin is shielded, and wide;

And pages stand mute by the canopied pall : All was still, save by fits, when the eagle was yell- Through the courts, at deep midnight, the torches ing

are gleamingi And starting around me the echoes replied. In the proudly-arch'd chapel the banners are beamOn the right, Striden-edge round the Red-larn was bending,

Far adown the long aisle sacred music is streamAnd Catchedicam its left verge was defending,

ing, One huge nameless rock in the front was ascending. Lamenting a Chief of the People should fall. When I mark'd the sad spot where the wanderer But meeter for thee, gentle lover of nature, had died.

To lay down thy head like the meek mountain Dark green was that spot mid the brown mountain lamb heather,

When, wilder'd, he drops from some cliff huge in Where the Pilgrim of Nature lay stretch'd in stature, decay,

And draws his last sob by the side of his dam. Like the corpse of an outcast abandon'd to weather, And more stately thy couch by this desert lake Till the mountain-winds wasted the tenantless lying, clay.

Thy obseques sung by the gray plover flying, For yet quite deserted, though lonely extended, With one faithful friend but to witness thy dying, For, faithful in death, his mute favourite attended, In the arms of Hellvellyn and Catchedicam.

ing ;

FRAGMENTS.

THE POACHER.
WELCOME, grave Stranger, to our green retreats,
Where health with exercise and freedom meets!
Thrice welcome, Sage, whose philosophic plan
By nature's limits metes the rights of man;
Generous as he who now for freedom bawls,
Now gives full value for true Indian shawls :
Oer couri, o'er customhouse, his shoe who flings,
Now bilks excisemen, and now bullies kings.
Like his, I ween, thy comprehensive mind
Hulds laws as mouse-traps baited for mankind;
Thine eye, applausive, each sly vermin sees,
That baulks the snare, yet battons on the

cheese;
Thine ear has heard, with scorn instead of awe,
Our buckskinned justices expound the law,
Wire-draw the acts that fix for wires the pain,
And for the netted partridge noose the swain;
And thy vindictive arm would fain have broke
The last light fetter of the feudal yoke,
To give the denizens of wood and wild,
Nature's free race to each her freeborn child.
Hence hast thou mark'd, with grief, fair London's

race,
Mork'd with the boon of one poor Easter chase,
And long'd to send them forth as free as when
Pour'd o'er Chantilly the Parisian train,
When musket, pistol, blunderbuss, combined,

And scarce the field-pieces were left behind!
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A squadron's charge each leveret's heart dismay'd,
On every covey fired a bold brigade :
La Douce Humanité approved the sport,
For great the alarm indeed, yet small the hurt;
Shouts patriotic solemnized the day,
And Seine re-echo'd Vire la Liberté !
But mad Citoyen, meek Monsieur again,,
With eome few added links resumes his chain.
Then since such scenes to France no more are

known,
Come, view with me a hero of thine own!
One, whose free actions vindicate the cause
Of sylvan liberty o'er feudal laws.
Seek we yon glades, where the proud oak o'er-

tops
Wide waving seas of birch and hazel copse,
Leaving between deserted isles of land,
Where stunted heath is patch'd with ruddy sand;
And lonely on the waste the yew is seen,
Or straggling hollies spread a brighter green.
Here little worn, and winding dark and steep,
Our scarce mark'd path descends yon dingle deep.
Follow--but heedful, cautious of a trip-
In earthly mire philosophy may slip.
Step slow and wary o'er that swampy stream,
Till, guided by the charcoal's smothering steam,
We reach the frail yet barricaded door
Or hovel form’d for poorest of the poor;
No hearth the fire, no vent the smoke receives,
The walls are wattles, and the covering leaves ;

o'er awę,

For, if such hub, our forest statutes say,

Kind was his heart, his passions quick and strong, Rise in the progress of one night and day,

Hearty his laugh, and jovial was his song; (Though placed where still the Conqueror's hests And if he loved a gun, his father swore,

" 'Twas but a trick of youth would soon be o'er, And his son's stirrup shines the badge of law,) Himself had done the same some thirty years The builder claims the unenviable boon,

before." To tenant dwelling, framed as slight and soon But he whose humours spurn law's awful yoke, As wigwam wild, that shrouds the native frore Must herd with those by whom law's bonds are On the bleak coast of frost-barr'd Labrador.*

broke,

The common dread of justice soon allies Approach, and through the unlatticed window The clown, who robs the warren, or excise, peep

With sterner felons train'd to act more dread, Nay, shrink not back, the inmate is asleep;

Even with the wretch by whom his fellow bled. Sunk ’mid yon sordid blankets, till the sun Then, as in plagues the foul contagions pass, Stoop to the west the plunderer's toils are done. Loaded and primed, and prompt for desperate

Leavening and festering the corrupted mass

Guilt leagnes with guilt, while mutual motives hand,

draw, Rifle and fowling-piece beside him stand,

Their hope impunity, their fear the law; While round the hut are in disorder laid

Their foes, their friends, their rendezvous the The tools and booty of his lawless trade;

same, For force or fraud, resistance or escape,

Till the revenue baulk'd, or pilfer'd game, The crow, the saw, the bludgeon, and the crane.

Flesh the young culprit, and example leads His pilfer'd powder in yon nook he hoards,

To darker villany, and direr deeds. And the filch'd lead the church's roof affords(Hence shall the rector's congregation fret,

Wild howl'd the wind the forest glades along, That while his sermon's dry his walls are wet.)

And oft the owl renew'd her dismal song; The fish-spear barb'd, the sweeping net are there Around the spot where erst he felt the wounch Doe-hides, and pheasant plumes, and skins of Red William's spectre walk'd his midnight round. hare,

When o'er the swamp he cast his blighting Cordage for toils, and wiring for the snare.

look, Barter'd for game from chase or warren won,

From the green marshes of the stagnant brook Yon cask holds moonlight,t run when moon was

The bittern's sullen shout the sedges shook! none;

The wading moon, with storm-pregaging gleam, And late snatch'd spoils lie stow'd in hutch Now gave and now withheld her doubtful beam; apart,

The old oak stoop'd his arms, then flung them To wait the associate higgler's evening cart.

high, Look on his pallet foul, and mark his rest :

Bellowing and groaning to the troubled sky

'Twas then, that, couch'd amid the brushwood What scenes perturb'd are acting in his breast !

sere, His sable brow is wet and wrung with pain, In Malwood-walk young Mansell watch'd the And his dilated nostril toils in vain; For short and scant the breath each effort draws,

The fattest buck received his deadly shotAnd 'twixt each effort Nature claims a pause.

The watchful keeper heard, and sought the spol. Beyond the loose and sable neckcloth stretch'd,

Stout were their hearts, and stubborn was their His sinewy throat seems by convulsion twitch'd,

strife, While the tongue falters, as to utterance loath,

O'erpower'd at length the Outlaw drew his knife

. Sounds of dire import--watchword, threat, and

Next morn a corpse was found upon the felloath.

The rest his waking agony may tell !
Though stupified by toil, and drugg'd with gin,
The body sleep, the restless guest within
Now plies on wood and wold his lawless trade,
Now in the fangs of justice wakes dismay'd. -

SONG
“ Was that wild start of terror and despair,
Those bursting eyeballs, and that wilder'd air, OH, say not, my love, with that mortified air,
Signs of compunction for a murder'd hare ? That your spring-time of pleasure is flown,
Do the locks bristle and the eyebrows arch,,

Nor bid me to maids that are younger repair, For grouse or partridge massacred in March ?" For those raptures that still are thine own.

No, scoffer, no! Attend, and mark with awe, Though April his temples may wreathe with the There is no wicket in the gate of law !

vine, He, that would e'er so lighily set ajar

Its tendrils in infancy curl'd, That awful portal, must undo each bar;

'Tis the ardour of August matures us the wine, Tempting occasion, habit, passion, pride,

Whose life-blood enlivens the world. Will join to storm the breach, and force the barrier wide.

Though thy form, that was fashion'd as light as a
That ruffian, whom true men avoid and dread,
Whom bruisers, poachers, smugglers, call Black And thy glance, that was bright as a falcon's at

Has assumed a proportion more round,
Ned,
Was Edward Mansell once ;-the lightest heart,

gaze, That ever play'd on holyday his part!

Looks soberly now on the ground, je leader he in every Christmas game,

Enough, after absence to meet me again, ' he harvest-feast grew blither when he came, Thy steps still with ecstasy move; And liveliest on the chords the bow did glance, Enough, ihat ibose dear sober glances retain When Edward named the tune and led the dance. For me the kind language of love.

Such is the law in the New Forest, Hampshire, tending have been that of William Rufus. See Mr. William Rox's spé greatly to increase the various settlements of thieves, smugglers, rited poem, entitled, “The Red King." and deer-stealers, who infest it. In the forest courts the presid ("'To the bleak coast of savage Labrador."-FALCONER.) ing judgo wears as a badge of office un antique stirrup, said to * A cant term for smuggled spirits.

deer:

fay's,

MARMION;

A TALE OF FLODDEN FIELD.

Alas! that Scottish maid should sing

The combat where her lover fell !
That Scottish Bard should wake the string,
The triumph of our foes to tell.

LEYDEN.

ТО

THE RIGHT HONOURABLE

HENRY, LORD MONTAGUE,

&c. &c. &c.

THIS ROMANCE IS INSCRIBED

BY

THE AUTHOR.

INTRODUCTION TO MARMION.

NOTICE.

often encountered in our journey through life. Indeed, the pub

lication of my next poctical attempt was prematurely accelerated, (SOME alterations in the text of the Introduction to Marmion, from one of those unpleasant accidents which can neither be and of the Poem itself, as well as various additions to the au- foreseen nor avoided. thor's Notee, will be observed in this Edition. We have followed I had formed the prudent resolution to endeavour to bestow a Sur Walur Scott's interleaved copy, as finally revised by him in little more labour than I had yet done on my productions, and the summer of 131.

to be in no hurry again to announce myself as a candidate for The Editor's notes are, as in the preceding part of this col: literary faire. Accordingly, particular passages of a poem, berbon, marked by brackets. The preservation of the original which was finally called " Marmion," were laboured with a good MS of the Poem has enriched this volume with nuinerous vari deal of care, by ono by whom much care was seldorn bestowed. ous readings, which will be found curious and interesting.) Whether the work was worth the labour or not, I am no compe

tent judge ; but I may be permitted to say, that the priod of its RATI have to say respecting this Poem may be briefly told. composition was a very happy one in my life; so much so, that In the Introduction to the "Lay of the Last Minstrel." I have I remember with pleasure, at this moment, some of the spots in Destioned the circumstances, so far as iny literary life is con which particular passages were composed. It is probably owing terial, which induced ine to resign the active pursuit of an honour to this, that the Introductions to the several Cantos assumed the able pofession, for the more precarion, resources of literatur. form of familiar epistles to my intimate friends in which I alluded, My appointment to the Sheriffdom of Selkirk called for a change perhaps more than was necessary or graceful, to my domestic of resdence. I left, therefore, the pleasant cottage I had upon occupations and amusements--a loquacity which may be excused! the side of the Esk, for the "pleasanter banks of the Tweed." by those who reinember, that I was still young, light headed, and bader to comply with the law, which requires that the Sheriff happy, and that out of the abundance of the heart the mouth shall be readine, at least during a certain number of months, spraketh." 1bin bis jurisdiction. We found a delightful retirement, by my The misfortunes of a near relation and friend, which happenea Decong the tenant of my intimate friend and cousingerman, at this time, led me to alter my prudent determination, which Colonel Russel, in his mansion of Ashestiel, which was unoc bad been, to use great precaution in sending this poem into the tapad, during his absence on military service in India. The world: and made it convenient at least, if not absolutely neces. buse was adequate to our accommodation, and the exercise of sary, to hasten its publication. The publishers of "The Lay of a limited hospitality. The situation is uncommonly beautiful, by the Last Minstrel, emboldened by the success of that poem, the gde of a fine river, whore streams are there very favourable willingly offered a thousand pounds for "Mannion." The trans. for andling, surrounded by the remains of natural woods, and by action being no secret, afforded Lord Byron, who was then at

1 aoundins in game In point of society, according to the general war with all who blacked paper, an apology for including bartait phrase of Scripture, we dwelt "ainorget our own peo me in his satire, entitled "English Bards and Scotch Re. ple." and as the distance from the metropolis was only thirty viewers,'* I never could conceive how an arrangement beDiles, we were not out of reach of our Edinburgh friends, in tween an author and his publishers, if satisfactory to the per*beb city we pent the terms of the summer and winter Sessions Fons concerned, could afford matter of censure to any third party. of the Court, that is, five or six months in the year.

I had taken no unusual or ungenerous means of enhancing the Ad important circumstance had, about the same time, taken value of my merchandise-I had never higgled a moment about place in my life. Hopus had been held out to me from an influ- the bargain, but accepted at once what I considered the handential quarter, of a nature to relieve me from the anxiety which some other of my publishers. These gentk men, at least, were I must have otherwise felt, as one upon the precarious tenure not of opinion that they had been taken advantage of in the of have own life rested the principal prospects of his family. transaction, which indeed was one of their own framing ; on the and eyecially as one who had necessarily some dependance contrary, the sale of the Poem was so far beyond their expectaupon the favour of the public, which is proverbially capricious : lion, as to induce them to supply the author's cellars with what tough it is but justice to add, that, in my own case, I have not is always an acceptable present to a young Scottish housefund it 20 Mr. Pitt had expregeed a wish to my personal keeper, namely, a hogshead of excellent claret, found, the Right Honourable William Dunday, now Lord Clerk The Poem was finished in too much haste, to allow me an Poster of Scotland, that some filling opportunity should be opportunity of softening down, if not removing, some of its most taken to be of service to me; and as my views and wishes prominent defects. The nature of Marmion's guilt, although pointed to a future rather than an immediate provision, an op similar instances were found, and might be quoted, as existing portunity of accomplishing this was soon found. One of the in feudal times, was nevertheless not sufficiently peculiar to be Procipal Clerks of Session, as they are called, (official persons indicative of the character of the period, forgery being the crine bo occupy an iinporant and responsible situation, and enjoy a of a commercial, rather than a proud and warlike nge.

This osursable income,) who had served upwards of thirty years,

gross defect ought to have been remedied or palliated. Yet I suffelt bamself, from age, and the infirmity of deafness with which tered the tree lo lie as it had fallen. I remember my friend, Dr. it was accompanied, desirous of retiring from his official situa: Leyden, then in the East, wrote me a furious remonstrance on tuon As the law then stood, such official persons were entitled the subject. I have, nevertheless, always been of opinion, that to tartain with their successors, cither for a sum of money, corrections, however in themselves judicious, have a bad effect which was usually a considerable one, or for an interest in the after publication. An author is never so decidedly condemned etbolumenta of the office during their life. My predecessor. as on his own confession, and may long find apologists and parwbove services had been unnsually meritorious, stipulated for the tisans until he gives up his own cause I was not, therefore, inemoluments of lus office during his life, while I should enjoy the clined to afford matter for censure out of my own admissions ; survivorship, on th: condition that I discharged the dutits of the and, by good fortune, the novelty of the subject, and, it I may otice in the meantime. Mr. Pitt, however, having died in the sily so. some force and vivacity of description, were allowed to interval, his administration was dissolved, and was succeeded atone for many imperfections. Thus the second experiment or by that known by the name of the Fox and Grenville Ministry the public patience, generally the most perilous.-hor the public My affair was so far completed, that my commission lay in the are the most apt to judge with rigour, what in the first instance ofce subscribed by his Majesty ; but, from hurry or mistake, tho they had received, perhaps, with imprudent generosity,--was in interest of my predecessor was not expressed in it, as had been my case decidedly successful. I had the good fortune to pass sual in such cases. Although, therefore, it only required pay. this ordeal favourably, and the return of sales before me makes ent of the feey, I could not in honour take out the commission the copies amount to thirty six thousand printed between 1808

the parent state, since, in the event of my dying before him, and 1925, besides a considerable sale since that period. I shall the centleman whom I succeeded must have lost the rested in here pause upon the subject of Marmion," and, in a few preLetest which he had stipulated to retain. I had the honour of an fatory words to "The Lady of the Lake," the last poem of Llerrian with Earl Spencer on the subject, and he, in the most mine which obtained cminent success, I will continue the task handsome manner, gave directions that the commission should which I have imposed on myself respecting the origin of my pro

ve ar originally intended ; adding, that the matter having re ductions tred the royal assent, he regarded only as a claim of justice ABBOTSFORD, April, 1830. what he would have willingly done as an act of favour. I never " Next sjew in state, prou prancing on his roan, tax Mr Fox on this, or on any other Occasion, and never made The golden created banzhi Marmitt, any apphcation to him, conceiving that in doing so I might have Nos forging scrolls, now foremost in the fight, been su og med to express political opinions contrary to those Not quite i felon, yet but holi a knight, bichl has always professed. In luis private capacity, there is

The cilet or the field | reparato nace;

A nighty mixture of the tratan l base Do man to whom I would have been more proud to owe an obli.

And think's thou, Scott ! by vnin conceit perchance, gation, had I been so distinguished.

On public taste to fuist thy stale romance, By this arrangement I obtained the survivorship of an office,

Though Mumay with hix Miller mny cumlive the emoluments of which were fully adequate to my wishes; and To yiell thy mus just hall-a-crown per line? as the law respecting the mode of providing for superannuated No when the eons of song descend to unde, offrent *as, about fivo or six years after, altered from that which Their bays are fer, thrir formar laurels fade. admitted the arrangement of assistant and successor, my col Let such forego the poet's sacreiune, learuc very handsomely took the opportunity of the alteration,

Who rack their units fur lucre, not for same; tapeept of the retiring annuity provided in such cases, and ad.

Still for stern Manimon may they toil in vain! mused me to the full benefit of the office.

Anildly maze on gold they cannot gain!

Such be their meel, such still the just rewand But although the certainty of succeeding to a considerable in.

Of produtut muse and hircling land! come, at the time I obtained it, seemed to assure me of a quiet For this we wpurn Apollo's venal son, harbour in my old age, I did not escape my share of inconve. And bid a long Good-night to Marmion." dience from the contrary tides and currents by which we are so

Byron's Works, tol. vii. p. 235-4)

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