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Dun-Edin's leagured wall.

Denying entrance or resort, But not for my presaging thought,

Save at each tall emballled port;
Dream conquest sure, or cheaply bought !*

Above whose arch, suspended, hung
Lord Marmion, I say nay:

Portcullis spiked with iron prong.
God is the guider of the field,

That long is gone, --but not so long, He breaks the champion's spear and shield, - Since, early closed, and opening late, But thou thyself shalt say,

Jealous revolved the studded gate,
When joins yon host in deadly stowre,

Whose task, from eve to morning tide,
That England's dames must weep in bower, A wicket churlishly supplied.
Her monks the death-mass singit

Stern then, and steel-girt was thy brow,
For never saw'st thou such a power

Dun-Edin! O, how altered now,
Led on by such a King."-

When safe amid thy mountain court
And now, down winding to the plain,

Thou sitt'st, like empress at her sport, The barriers of the camp they gain,

And, liberal, unconfined, and free, And there they made a stay.

Flinging thy white arms to the sea, There stays the Minstrel, ull he fling

For thy dark cloud, with umber'd lower, His hand o'er every border string,

That hung o'er cliff, and lake, and tower, And fit his harp the pomp to sing,

Thou gleam'st against the western ray
Of Scotland's ancient Court and King,

Ten thousand lines of brighter day.
In the succeeding lay.

Not she, the championess of old,
In Spenser's magic tale enrolled, -

She for the charmed spear renowned,

Which forced each knight to kiss the ground,

Not she more changed, when, placed at rest,

What time she was Malbecco's guest, tt

She gave to tlow her maiden vest;
Wuer dark December glooms the day,

When from the corslet's grasp relieved, And takes our autumn joys a way;

Free to the sight her bosom heaved ; When short and scant ihe sunbeam throws,

Sweet was her blue eye's modest smile, (pon the weary waste of snows,

Erst hidden by the aventayle; A cold and profilless regard,

And down her shoulders graceful rolled Like patron on a needy bard;

Her locks profuse, of paly gold. When sylvan occupations done,

They who whilom, in midnight fight, And o’er the chimney rests the gun,

Had marvelled at her matchless might, And hang, in idle trophy, near,

Noless her maiden charms approved, The game-pouch, fishing-rod, and spear;

But looking liked, and liking loved. 11 When wiry terrier, rough and grim,

The sight could jealous pangs beguile, And greyhound, with his length of limb,

And charm Malbecco's cares awhile;

And he, the wandering squire of dames,
And pointer, now employed no more,
Cuinber our parlour's narrow floor;

Forgot his Columbella's claims,

And passion, erst unknown, could gain
When in his stall the impatient steed
I: long condemned to rest and feed;

The breast of blunt Sir Satyrane;
When from our snow encircled home,

Nor durst light Paridel advance, Scarce cares the hardiest step to roam,

Bold as he was, a looser glance. Since path is none, save thai lo bring

She charmed, at once, and tamed the heart, The needful water from the spring;

Incomparable Britomarte! When wrinkled news-page, ihrice conn'd o'er,

So thou, fair city! disarrayed Beguiles the dreary hour no more,

Of battled wall, and rampart's aid, And darkling politician, crossed,

As stately seem'st, but lovelier far la reizhs against the lingering post,

Than in that panoply of war. And answering housewife sore complains

Nor deem that froin thy fenceless throne, Of carrier's snow-impeded wains;

Strength and security are flown; When such the country cheer, I come,

Still, as of yore, Queen of the North! Well-pleased, to seek our city home;

Still canst thou send thy children forth. For converse, and for books, to change

Ne'er readier at alarm-bell's call The forest's melancholy range,

Thy burghers rose to man thy wall, And welcome, with renewed delight,

Than now, in danger, shall be thine, The busy day and social night.

Thy dauntless voluntary line; Not here need my desponding rhyme

For fosse and turret proud to stand, Lament the ravages of time,

Their breasts the bulwarks of the land.. is erst by Newark's riven towers,

Thy thousands, trained to martial toil, And Ettrick stripped of forest bowers.!!

Full red would stain their native soil, True-Caledonia's queen is changed, I

Ere from thy mural crown there fell Since on her dusky summit ranged,

The slightest knosp, or pinnacle. Within its steepy limits pent,

And if it come. --as come it may, By bulwark, Jine, and battlement,

Dun-Edin! that eventful day, And flanking towers, and laky flood,

Renowned for hospitable deed, Guarded and garrisoned she stood,

That virtue much with heaven may plead, * 03.-" Dream of a conquest cheaply bought.")

was some attempt to make defensible even so late as 1745. The *IMO.-" Their monks dead massessing,"]

gates, and the greater part of the wall, have been pulled down, in :! These Introdurtory Epistles, though excellent in them- the course of the late extensive and beautiful enlargement of the velte, um in fact only interruptions to the fable, and, accordingly, city. My ingenious and valued friend, Mr. Thoma, Campbell, The artits out of ten have purused them separately, either he proposed to celebrate Edinburgh under the epithet here borrowed. forp op after he poem In short, the personal appearance of the But the " Queen of the North'' has not been so fortunate as to restrel, who, though the Laxe, is the most charming of all min- receive from so eminent a pen the propose distinction. stes, is by no means compensated buy the idea of an author

** Since writing this line, I find I have inadvertently horrowed ehm of his picturesque heard, and writing letters to his intimate it almost verbatim, though with somewhat a different meaning, frenits." - GEORGE ELLIS.)

from a chorus in "Caractacus ;''§ This accomplished cuntleman, the well-known coadjutor of

* Britain heard the descant bokl, Sl Canning and Mr. Frere in the " Antijacobin," and editor of

Shetang her white arme o'er the sea, frecimens of Ancient English Romance," &c., (ed 10th

Prouin bier leafy hosom to enfold Aval, 1915, aged 70 years; being succeeded in huis estates by his

The freight of how tony." brother. Charles Elis, Exq.created, in 1827, Lord Seaford. --ED.) ! Introduction to canto it.

++ Sec" The Fairy Queen," book iii. canto ix. The Old Town of Edinburgh was secured on the north side :: "For every one her liked, and every one ber loved." by a lako, now drained, and on the south by a wall, which there

Vol. I.-2 Z

In patriarchal times whose care

Such minstrel lesson to bestow Descending angels deigned to share;

Be long thy pleasing task, -but, O! That claim may wrestle blessings down

No more by thy example teach, On those who fight for the good town,

What few can practice, all can preach, Destined in every age to be

With even patience to endure Refuge of injured royalty;

Lingering disease, and painful cure,, Since first, when conquering York arose,

And boast atfliction's pangs subdued To Henry meek she gave repose, *

By mild and inanly fortitude. Till late, with wonder, grief, and awe,

Enough, the lesson has been given; Great Bourbon's relics, sad she saw.t

Forbid the repetition, Heaven! Truce to these thoughts !--for, as they rise,

Come listen, then! for thou hast known, How gladly I avert mine eyes,

And loved the Minstrel's varying tone, Bodings, or true or false, to change,

Who, like his border sires of old, For fiction's fair romantic range,

Waked a wild measure, rude and hold, Or for tradition's dubious light,

Till Windsor's oaks, and Ascot plain, That hovers 'twixt the day and night:

With wonder heard the northern strain. Dazzling alternately and dim,

Come, listen !--bold in thy applause, Her wavering lamp I'd rather trim,

The Bard shall scorn pedantic laws; Knights, squires, and lovely daines, to see,

And, as the ancient art could stain Creation of my fantasy,

Achievements on the storied pane, Than gaze abroad on reeky fen,

Irregularly traced and planned, And make of misis invading men.

But yet so glowing and so grand, Who loves not more the night of June

So shall he strive, in changeful hue, Than dull December's gloomy noon?

Field, feast, and combat, to renew, The moonlight than the fog of frost ?

And loves, and arms, and harpers' glee, And can we say, which cheats the most?

And all the pomp of chivalry.
But who shall teach my harp to gain
A sound of the romantic strain,
Whose Anglo-Norman tones whilere

Could win the royal Henry's ear, s
Famed Beauclerc called, for that he loved
The minstrel, and his lay approved?
Who shall these lingering notes redeem,

Decaying on oblivion's stream;

The train has left the hills of Braid ; Such notes as from the Breton tongue

The barrier guard have open made Marie translated, Blondel sung?

(So Lindesay bade) the palisade, 0! born, time's ravage to repair,

That closed the tented ground; And make the dying muse thy care;

Their men the warders backward drew, Who, when his scythe her hoary foe

And carried pikes as they rode through, Was poising for the final blow,

Into its ample bound. ** The weapon from his hand could wring,

Fast ran the Scottish warriors there, And break his glass, and shear his wing,

Upon the southern band to stare. And bid, reviving in his strain,

And envy with their wonder rose, The gentle poet live again ;

To see such well-appointed foes; Thou, who canst give to lightest lay

Such length of shafts, such mighty bows, tt An unpedantic moral gay,

So huge, that many simply thought, Nor less the dullest theme bid flit

But for a vaunt such weapons wrought; On wings of unexpected wit;

And little deemed their force to feel, In letters, as in life, approved,

Through links of mail, and plates of steel, Example honoured, and beloved,

When ratiling upon Flodden vale, Dear Ellis! to the bard impart

The cloth-yard arrows flew like hail.16 A lesson of thy magic art, To win at once the head and heart,

II. At once to charm, instruct, and mend,

Nor less did Marmion's skilful view My guide, my pattern, and my friend !!!

Glance every line and squadron through;


* Henry VI., with his Queen, his heir, and the chiefs of his 1 (MS.-" Than gaze out on the foggy fen."| family, fled to Scotland after the fatal battle of Towton. In this & Mr. Ellis, in his valuable Introduction to the "Specimens of pole a doubt was formerly expressed, whether Henry VI. came to Romance,'' has proved by the concurring testimony of La Rasail Edinburgh, though his Queen certainly did; Mr. Pinkerton incli- lere, Tressan, but especially the Abbé de la Rue, that the courts ning to believe that he remained at Kirkeudbright. But my noble of our Anglo-Norman Kings, rather than those of the Freoch friend, Lord Napier, has pointed out to me a grant by Henry, of monarch, produced the birth of Romance literature, Marie, 9000 an annuity of forty marks to his Lordship's ancestor, John Napier, after mentioned, compiled from Armorican originals, and translasubscribed by the King himself, al Edinburgh, the 29th day of ted into Norman French, or romance language, the twelve curious August, in the thirty-ninth year of his reign, which corresponds Lays, of which Mr. Ellis has given usn precis in the Appendix to to the year of God, 1461. This grant, Douglas, with his usual his Introduction. The story of Blondel the famous and faithful neglect of accuracy, datee in 1368 Bilt this error being corrected minstrel of Richard I., needs no commentary. from the copy in Macfarlane's MSS., p. 119, 20, removes all 0 ["Come then, my friend, my genius, come along. skepticism on the subject of Henry VI. being really at Edinburgh. Oh master of the poet and the song!" John Napier was son and heir of Sir Alexander Napier, and about

Pope to Boling broke. ) this time was Provost of Edinburgh. The hospitable reception of T(At Sunning-hill, Mr. Ellis's seat, near Windsor, part of the the distressed monarch and his family. called forth on Scotland first two cantos of Marinion were written) the encomium of Molinet, a contemporary poet. The English ** (MS.-" The barrier guard the Lion knew, people, he says,

Advanced their pikes, and soon withdrew
" Ung noureau my creerent,

The slender palisades and few
Par despite vouloir

That closed the tented ground
Le vieil en detoulerend,

And Marmion with his train rode through,
Et son logitime hoir,
Qui ftylut alin prendre

Across its ample bound.")
D'Ecossel garand,

++ (MS.-"So long their shafts, so large their bows.")
De tous siecles le mentre,

1! This is no poetical exaggeration. In some of the counties of Et le plus tolleranl."

Englund, distinguished for archery, shafts of this extraordinary Recollection des Avantures

length were actually used. Thus, at the battle of Plackheath, + [In January, 1796, the exiled count d'Artois, afterwards between the troops of Henry VII., and the Cornish insurgents, in Charles X. of France, took up his residence in Holyrood, where 1496, the bridge of Dartford was defended by a picked band of he remained until August, 1799. When again driven from his archers from the rebel army, "whose arrows." says Hollinsbed, country by the Revolution of July, 1530, the rune unfortunate wore in length a full cloth yard." The Scottish, according to Prince, with all the iminediate members of his family, sought Ascham, had a proverb, that every English archer carried under refuge once more in the ancient palace of the Stuarts, and re- his belt twenty-four Scots, in allusion to his bundle of unerring mained there until 18th September, 1832.)



And much he marvelled one small land

O'er mountain, moss, and moor; Could marshal forth such various band :

Joyful to fight they took their way, For men-at-arms were here,

Scarce caring who might win the day, Hearly sheathed in mail and plate,

Their booty was secure. Lke iron towers for strength and weight,

These, as Lord Marmion's train passed by, On Flemish steeds of bone and height,

Looked on, at first, with careless eye, With battle-axe and spear.

Nor marvelled aught, well taught to know Young knights, and squires, a lighter train,

The form and force of English bow. Practised their chargers on the plain, *

But when they saw the Lord arrayed By aid of leg, of hand, and rein,

In splendid arms, and rich brocade, Each warlike feat to show,

Each borderer to his kinsman said, To pass, to wheel, the croupe to gain,

“Hist, Ringan! sees! thou there! And high curvet, that not in vain

Canst guess which road they'll homeward ride?-The sword-sway might descend amain

0! could we but on border side, On foeman's casque below.t

By Eusedale glen, or Liddell's tide, He saw the hardy burghers there

Beset a prize so fair! March armed, on foot, with faces bare,

That fangless Lion, 100, their guide, For visor they wore none,

Might chance to lose his glistering hide ; Nor waring plume, nor crest of knight;

Brown Maudlin, of that doublet pied, Bat burnished were their corslets bright,

Could make a kirtlerare." Their brigantines, and gorgets light,

Like very silver shone.

Next, Marmion marked the Celtic race,
Long pikes they had for standing fight,
Two-handed swords they wore,

Of different language, form and face,

A various race of man; And many a wielded mace of weights

Just then the chiefs their tribes arraycd,
And bucklers bright they bore.

And wild and garish semblance made,

The checkered trews, and belted plaid,
On foot the yeoman too, but dressed

And varying notes the war-pipes brayed, In his steel jack, a swarthy vest,

To every varying clan; With iron quilied well;

Wild through their red or sable hair Each at his back, (a slender store,)

Looked out their eyes, with savage stare,** His forty days' provision bore,

On Marmion as he past; As feudal statutes tell.

Their legs above the knee were bare; His arms were halbert, axe, or spear,l!

Their frame was sinewy, short, and spare, A cross-bow there, a hagbut here,

And hardened to the blast; A dagger-knife, and brand.

Of taller race, the chiefs they own Sober he seemed, and sad of cheer,

Were by the eagle's plumage known. As loath to leave his cottage dear,

The hunted red-deer's undressed hide And march to foreign strand;

Their hairy buskins well supplied ; Or musing, who would guide his steer,

The graceful bonnet decked their head : To till che fallow land.

Back from their shoulders hung the plaid; Yet deem not in his thoughtful eye

A broadsword of unwieldy length, Did aught of dastard terror lie;

A dagger proved for edge and strength,
More dreadful far his ire,

A studded targe they wore,
Than theirs, who, scorning danger's name, And quivers, bows, and shafts--but, O!
In eager mood to battle came,

Short was the shaft, and weak the bowy
Their valour like light straw on flame,

To that which England bore.
A fierce but fading fire.

The isles-men carried at their backs

The ancient Danish battle-axe.
Not so the borderer :--bred to war,

They raised a wild and wondering cry, He knew the battle's din afar,

As with bis guide rode Marmion by.

Loud were their clamouring tongues, as when And joyed to hear it swell. His peaceful day was slothful ease;

The clanging sea-fowl leave the fen,

And, with their cries discordant mixed,
Nor harp, nor pipe, his ear could please,
Like the loud slogan yell.

Grumbled and yelled the pipes betwixt.
On active steed, with lance and blade,

VI. The light armed pricker plied his trade,

Thus through the Scottish camp they passed, Let nobles fight for fame;

And reached the city gate at last, Let vassals follow where they lead,

Where all around, a wakeful guard, Burghers, to guard their townships, bleed,

Armed burghers kept their watch and ward. But war's the borderer's game.

Well had they cause of jealous fear, Their gain, their glory, their delight,

When lay encamped, in field so near, To sleep the day, maraud the night,

The borderer and the mountaineer. * (MS.--" There urged their chargers on the plain.") of Scotland, by repeated statutes : spears and axes seem univer* * The most useful air, a the Frenchmen lerm it, is tertiterr; sally to have been used instead of them. Their defensive armour OwCourbettes, cabrioles, or un pas et un saull, being fitter for was the plate jack, hauberk, or brigantine ; and their missile kors of parade and triumph than for soldiers; yet I cannot deny weapons crossbows and culverins. All wore swords of excellent but adminsite with courb-t!es, so that they be not too high, may temper, according to Patten; and a voluminous handkerchief be !sul in a fight or meslee: for, a- Labroue bath it, in his Book round their neck, " not for cold, but for cutting." The mace of Hutsmanship. Monsieur de Montmorency having a horse that also was much used in the Scottish ariny: The old poern on the was excellent in performing the demiroite, did, with his sword, battle of Flodden mentions a bandstrike down two adversaries from their horses in a tourney, where

" Who manfully did meet their foes, divers of the prime gallants of France did meet ; for, taking his

With leaden mauls, and lances long." tame, when the horse was in the height of his courbette, and dis- When the feudal array of the kingdom was called forth, each charemg a blow then, his sword tell with such weight and force man was obliged to appear with forty day'


provision upon the two cavaliers, one after another, that he struck them this was expended, which took place before the battle of Flodden, from their forses to the ground."-Lord Herbert of Cherbury's the army meltrid away of course. Almost all the Scottish forces, Lue p 43.

except a few knights, men-at-arms, and the Border-prickers, who The Keottish burgosses were, like yeomen, appointed to be forined excellent light cavalry, acted upon toot. armed with bows and sheaven, sword, buckler, knife-, spear, or a I (MS.-" Hist, Ringan! seost thou there! daxe instead of a bow, if worth 1001. : their armour to be of

Canst guess what homeward road they takewhite or bright bament. They wore tohlte hals, i, e. bright steel

By Eusedale glen, or Yetholm lako? cate, without crest or visor. By an act of James IV., their wen

01 could we but hy hush or brake uchairings are appointed to be held four times a yoar, under

Beset a prize so fair! the aldermed or bailiffs.

The fangless Lion, too, his guide.

Might chance to lose his glittering hide.") SIMB. " And malis did many { wield]

** (MS.--"Wild from their red and swarthy hair # Bows and quivers were in vain recommended to the peasantry

Look'd through their eyes with savage stare.")

beeld of weight.")

As through the bustling streets they go,

VIII. All was alive with martial show :

Through this mixed crowd of glee and game, At every turn, with dinning clang,

The King to greet Lord Marmion came, The arınourer's anvil clashed and rang ;

While, reverent, all made room. Or toiled the swarthy Smith, to wheel

An easy task it was, I trow, The bar that arms the charger's heel;

King James's manly form to know, Or axe, or falchion, to the side

Although, his courtesy to show, Of jarring grindstone was applied.

He dotted, 10 Marmion bending low, Page, groom, and squire, with hurrying pace,

His broidered cap and plume. Through street, and lane, and market-place, For royal was bis garb and mien, Bore lance, or casque, or sword;

His cloak, of crimson velvet piled, While burghers, with important face

Trimmed with the fur of maruin wild; Described each new-come lord,

His vest of changeful satin sheen, Discussed his lineage, told his name,

The dazzled eye beguiled; His following, * and his warlike fame.

His gorgeous collar hung adown, The Lion led to lodging meet,

Wrought with the badge of Scotland's crown, Which high o'erlooked the crowded street ;

The thistle brave, of old renown: There must the Baron rest,

His trusty blade, Toledo right, s Till past the hour of vesper tide,

Descended from a baldric bright; And then to Holy-Rood must ride,

White were his buskins, on the heel Such was the King's behest.

His spurs inlaid of gold and steel; Meanwhile the Lion's care assigns

His bonnet, all of crimson fair, A banquet rich, and costly wines,

Was buttoned with a ruby rare: To Marmion and his train ;

And Marmion deemed he ne'er had seen
And when the appointed hour succeeds,

A prince of such a noble mien,
The Baron dons his peaceful weeds,
And following Lindesay as he leads,

The palace halls they gain.

The Monarch's form was middle size;

For feat of strength, or exercise,
Old Holy-Rood rung merrily,

Shaped in proportion fair;

And hazel was his eagle eye, That night, with wassel, mirth, and glee:

And auburn of the darkest dye
King James within her princely bower

His short curled beard and hair.
Feasted the chiefs of Scotland's power,
Summoned to spend the parting hour;

Light was his footstep in the dance,
For he had charged, that his array

And firm his stirrup in the lists;

And, oh! he had that merry glance
Should southward inarch by break of day.

That seldom lady's heart resists.
Well loved that splendid monarch aye
The banquet and the song,

Lightly from fair 10 fair he flew,

And loved to plead, lament, and sue ;By day the tourney, and by night

Suit lightly won, and short-lived pain,
The mcrry dance, traced fast and light,

For Monarchs seldom sigh in vain.
The maskers quaint, the pageant bright,
The revel loud and long.

I said he joyed in banquet-bower;
This feast ontshone his banquets past;

But, mid bis mirth, 'twas often strange,

How suddenly his cheer would change,
It was his blithest,--and his last.
The dazzling lamps, from gallery gay,

His look o'ercast and lower,
Cast on the court a dancing ray;

If, in a sudden turn, he felt Here to the harp did minstrels sing;

The pressure of his iron belt, There ladies touched a softer string;

That bound his breast in penance pain, With long-eared cap, and motley vest,

In memory of his father slain.ll

Even so 'twas strange how evermore,
The licensed fool retailed his jest;

Soon as the passing pang was o'er,
His magic tricks the juggler plied ;
At dice and draughis the gallants vied;

Forward he rushed, with double glee,
While some, in close recess apart,

Into the stream of revelry : Courted the ladies of their heart,

Thus, dim-seen object of affright Nor courted them in vain ;

Startles the courser in his tlight,

And half he halts, half springs aside :
For often, in the parting hour,
Victorious love asserts his

But feels the quickening spur applied,
O'er coldness and disdain;

And, straining on the lightened rein, And flinty is her heart, can view

Scours doubly swift o'er hill and plain. To battle march a lover true,

Can hear, perchance, his last adicu,

O'er James's heart, the courtiers say,
Nor own her share of pain.

Sir Hugh the Heron's wife held sway:9 * Following-Feudal retainers. - This word, by the way, has James are delineated according to our best historians. His to been, since the Author of Marmion used it, and thought it called mantic disposition, which led him highly to relish gayets, ap for explanation, completely adopted into English, and especiully proaching to license, wits, itt the same time, tinged with enthus into Parliamentary purlanice.-EU.]

astic devotion.

These propensties sometimes formed a strange + In all transactions of great or petty importance, and among contrast. He was wont, during his fits of devotion, to assume whomsoever taking place, it would seen that a present of wine the dress, and conform to the rules, of the order of Franciscans; was a uniform and indispen-able preliminary. It was tot to Sir

and when he had thus done penance for some time in Stirling to John Falstall alone that such an introductory preface was neces: plunge again joto the ride of pleasure. Probably, too, with no Brook; for Sir Ralph Sadler, while ou an embassy to Scotland observances to which he at other times subjected himself. There in 1539-40, mentions, with complacency," the same night caine is a very singular poem by Dunbar, seemiusly addressed to James Rothesay (the herald so called) to me again, and brought me wine IV., on one of these occasions of monastic seclusion. It is a must from the King, both white and red."-Clufford's Edition, p. 39. daring and profane parody on the purvices of the Church of Rorne, 1 (MS.-" Bearing the badge of Scotland's crown.")


* Dinars Dirige to the King, B (MS.-"His trusty blade, Toledo right,

Byding ouer lang in Stririling,
Descended from a baldric bright,

We that are here, in beaven's glory,
And dangled at he knee:

To you that are in Purgatory,
White were his buskins; from their heel

Commen us on our hearty wise ;

I mean we tolke in Paradise,
His fletted spurs }of gold and steel

In Edinburgh, with all morriness,
Were jingling merrily."']

To you in Stirling, with distens,

Where neither pleasure nor delight is, . Pew readers need to be reminded of this belt, to the weight of

Fur pity this epistle wtytis," &c. which James added certain ounces every year that he lived. Pit- See the whole in Sibbald's Collection, vol. i. p. 24. Flodden, because the English never had this token of the thron Jehatxing Jantes de continetance with leads Herud of Foreldid belt to show to any Scottishman. The person and character of not commence until he marched into England. Our historians

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stood near;

To Scotland's court she came,

But, ere he alighted at Netherby gate, To be a hostage for her lord,

The bride had consented, the gallant came late : Who Cessford's gallant heart had gored,

For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, And with the King to make accord,

Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. Had sent his lovely dame. Nor to that lady free alone

So boldly he entered the Netherby hall, Did the gay King allegiance own;

Among bride's-men, and kinsmen, and brothers, and For the fair Queen of France Sent him a Turquois ring, and glove,

Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, And charged him, as her knighi and love, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,) For her to break a lance;

O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, And strike three strokes with Scottish brand, * Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar?" And march three miles on Southron land, And bid the banners of his band

"I long woo'd your daughter, my suit you denied ; In English breezes dance.

Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide;l! And thus, for France's Queen he drest

And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, His manly limbs in mailed vest;

To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. And thus admitted English fair

There are maidens in Scotland, more lovely by far, His inmost counsels still to share;

That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar." And thus, for both, madly he planned The ruin of himself and land!

The bride kissed the goblet; the knight took it up, And yet, the sooth to tell,

He quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup. Nor England's fair, nor France's Queen, t She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, Were worth one pearl-drop, bright and sheen, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye. From Margaret's eyes that fell,

He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar,His own Queen Margaret, who, in Lithgow's "Now tread we a measure!" said young Lochinvar,

All lonely sat, and wept the weary hour.

So stately his form, and so lovely her face,

That never a hall such a galliard did grace:
The Queen sits lone in Lithgow pile,

While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And weeps the weary day,

And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and The war against their native soil, Her Monarcb's risk in battle broil ;

And the bride-maidens whispered, “ 'Twere better And in gay Holy-Rood, the while,

by far Dame Heron rises with a smile

To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochina Upon the harp to play.

var.' Fair was her rounded arm, as o'er

One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear, The strings her fingers flew;

When they reached the hall-door, and the charger And as she touched, and tuned them all, Ever her bosom's rise and fall

So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, Was plainer given to view;

So light to the saddle before her he sprung! For, all for heat, was laid aside,

She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and Her wimple, and her hood untie d..

scaur ; And first she pitched her voice to sing,

They'll have fleet steeds that follow," quoth young Then glanced her dark eye on the King,

Lochinvar. And then around the silent ring; And laughed, and blushed, and oft did say | There was mounting 'mong Græmes of the NethHer preity oath, by yea, and nay,

erby clan; She could not, would not, durst not play! Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and Al length, upon the harp, with glee,

they ran : Mingled with arch simplicity,

There was racing and chasing, on Cannobie Lee, A soft, yet lively, air she rung,

But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see While thus the wily lady sung.

So daring in love, and so dauntless in war,

Have ye e'er heard of gallart like young Lochinvar ?


The Monarch o'er the siren hung,
LADY HEROX's song.

And beat the measure as she sung; young Lochinvar is come out of the west,

And, pressing closer, and more near,
Through all the wide border his steed was the best; He whispered praises in her ear.
And save his good broadsword, he weapons had none, In loud applause, the courtiers vied;
He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone.

And ladies winked, and spoke aside.
So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war,

The witching dame to Marmion threw There never was knight like the young Lochinvar. A glance, where seemed to reign

The pride that claims applauses due, He staid not for brake, and he stopped not for stone, And of her royal conquest, too, He swam the Eske river where ford there was none; A real or feigned disdain : imparte to the King's infatuated passion the delays which led to her finger, with fourteen thousand French crowns to pay his ex. the fatal defeat of Flodden. The anthor of "The Genealogy of

PITNCOTTIE, P. 110 -A tunjuis ring; probably this the Herrn Family" endeavours, with laudable anxiety, to clear fatal gin is, with James's sword and dagger, preserved in the Colthe Lady Ford from this scandal : that she cane and went, how lege of Heralds, London. Fret, between the armies of James and Surrey, is certain See

* (M8.--"* Nor France's Queen, nor England's fair, PINTERTOS'S History, and the authorities he refers to, vol. ii. p.

Were worth one pearl-drop, passing rare, Heron of Ford had been, in 111, in some sort accessory to the

Froin Margaret's eyes that lell.") sanghter of Sir Rotert Kerr of Cessford, Warren of the Middle Marcher. It was committed by his brother the bastard, Lilburn, (The MS. has only and Sarked, three Borderers. Lilburn, and Heron of Ford, were

"For, all for heat, vno laid aside de recerl up by Henry to James, and wero imprisoned in the

Her wimplel hool and gorgel's pride : fortsres of Fastcastle, where the former died. Part of the pretence

And on the righted harp with glee,

Mingled with arch winplity, of Lady Ford's negotiations with James was the liberty of her hasband.

A mi, yet lively, air she rang.

While thus her voice attendant sang." Also the Queen of France wrote a love-letter to the King of Geotland, calling him her love, showing him that she had sut

The ballad of Lochinvar is in a very slight degree founder on fered much rebuke in France for the detending of lus honour.

a ballad called " Katharine Jantaric,” which may be found in the Stelelieved sorely that he would recompense ber again with some

Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border." of takingly support in her necessity; that is to say, that he !! (See the novel of Redgauntlet, for a detailed picture of some would raise her an army, and come three foot of ground on Eng. of the extraordinary phenomena of the spring.tides in the Solway lish gound, for her sake. To that effect she sent him a ning otr Frith.]



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