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They bathe their coursers' sweltering sides, He falter'd thanks to Heaven for life,
Dark Forth! amid thy sluggish tides, Redeem'd, unhoped, from desperate strife ;* And on the opposing shore take ground, Next on his foe his look he cast,
With plash, with scramble, and with bound. Whose every gasp appear'd his last ;.
Right-hand they leave thy cliffs, Craig-Forth !!! In Roderick's gore he dipp'd the braid,
And soon the bulwark of the North,
Upon their feet career look'd down.
As up the flinty path they strain'd, T Unbonneted, and by the wave
Sudden his steed the leader rein'd; Sate down his brow and hands to lave.
A signal to his squire he flung, Then faint afar are heard the feett
Who instant to his stirrup sprung:Of rushing steeds in gallop fleet;
'Seest thou, De Vaux, yon woodsman gray, The sounds increase, and now are seen
Who town-ward holds the rocky way, Four mounted squires in Lincoln green;
Of stature tall and poor array ? Two who bear lance, and two who lead,
Mark'st thou the firm, yet active stride, By loosen'd rein, a saddled steed;
With which he scales the mountain-side ?** Each onward held his headlong course,
Know'st thou from whence he comes, or whom?" And by Fitz-James rein'd up his horse,
"No, by my word; a burly groom With wonder view'd the bloody spot
He seems, who in the field or chase -"Exclaim non, gallants! question not.
A baron's train would nobly grace." Yon, Herbert and Luffness, alight,
“Out, out, De Vaux! can fear supply, And bind the wounds of yonder knight;
And jealousy, no sharper eye? Let the gray palfrey bear his weight,
Afar, ere to the hill he drew, We destined for a fairer freight,
That stately form and step I knew; And bring him on to Stirling straight;
Like form in Scotland is not seen, I will before at better speed,
Treads not such step on Scottish green. To seek fresh horse and fitting weed.
'Tis James of Douglas, by Saint Serle !tt The sun rides high ;-I must be boune,
The uncle of the banish'd Earl. To see the archer-game at noon;
Away, away, to court, to show, But lighdy Bayard clears the lea.
The near approach of dreaded foe:
The King must stand upon his guard;
Douglas and he must meet prepared." "Stand, Bayard, stand !"'--the steed obey'd, Then right-hand wheel'd their steeds, and straight With arching neck and bended head,
They won the castle's postern gate.
The Douglas, who had bent his way No grasp upon the saddle laid,
From Cambus-Kenneth's abbey gray, But wreath'd his left hand in the mane,
Now, as he climb'd the rocky shelf, And lightly bounded from the plain,
Held sad communion with himself: Turn'd on the horse his armed heel,
"Yes! all is true my fears could frame; And stir'd his courage with the steel.
A prisoner lies the noble Græme, Bounded the fiery steed in air,
And fiery Roderick soon will feel The rider sate erect and fair,
The vengeance of the royal steel. Then like a bolt from steel crossbow
I, only I, can ward their fate, Forth launch'd, along the plain they go.
God grant the ransom come not late! They dash'd that rapid torrent through,
The Abbess hath her promise given, And up Carhonie's hill they flew;
My child shall be the bride of Heaven ;Still at the gallop prick'd the Knight,
-Be pardon'd one repining tear! His merry-men follow'd as they might.
For He, who gave her, knows how dear, Along thy banks, swift Teith ! they ride,
How excellent! but that is by, And in the race they mock thy tide;
And now my business is to die. Torry and Lendrick now are past,
-Ye towers! within whose circuit dread And Deanstown lies behind them cast;
A Douglas by his sorereign bled ; They rise, the banner'd towers of Doune, 5
And thou, oʻsad and fatal mound !++ They sink in distant woodland soon;
That oft hast heard the death-axe sound,
As on the noblest of the land
The dungeon, block, and nameless tomb
Prepare—for Douglas seeks his doom ! * [M3.-"Redeem'd, unhuped, from deadly strife ;
The uncle of the banish'd Lord."']
11 An eminence on the north-east of the Castle, where state Next on his foe his look he threw,
criminals were executed. Stirling was often polluted with noble
blood. It is thus apostrophized by J. Johnaton:Whose every breath appear'd his last.")
Discordia tristis IMG_" Faint end afar are heard the feet."]
Heu quoties procerum sanguine tinxit humwn The ruins of Doune Castle, formerly the residence of the
Hoc uno infelix, et felix cotera ; nusquam Farts of Menteith, now the property of the Earl of Moray, are
Lætior aut cæli frons geniusve soli." fiteated at the confluence of the Ardoch and the Teith.)
The fate of William, eighth Earl of Douglas, whom James II. S (M3.-"Blair Drummond w their hoofs of fire."'] stabbed in Suirling Castle with his own hand, and while under his Ah may be worth noting, that the Poet marks the progress royal safe conduct, is familiar to all who read Scottish history. of the King by naming in succession places familiar and dear to Murdack Duke of Albany, Duncan Earl of Lennox, his father-inis een early recollections-Blair Drummond, the seat of tho law, and his two sons, Walter and Alexander Stuart, were exeHome of Kaimes; Kier, that of the principal family of the cuted at Stirling, in 14%. They were beheaded upon an emi wame of Stirling : Ochtertyre, that of John Ramsay, the well nence without the castle walls, but making part of the same hill, known antiquary, and correspondent of Burns; and Craigforth, from whence they could behold their strong castle of Doune, and that of the Callenders of Craigforth, almost under the walls of their extensive possessions. This heading hill," as it was Stirling Castle ;-all hospitable mofs, under which he had spent sometimes termed,
bcars commonly the less terrible name of many of his younger days.-Ev.)
Hurly hacket, from its having been the scene of a courtly amuse1 (MS.- As up the sleepy path they strain'd.") MS._" With which he gains the mountain side.")
ment alluded to by Sir David Lindsay, who says of the pastimes
in which the young King was engaged, + The Edinburgh Reviewer remarks on " that unhappy coup
Some harled him to the Hurly hacket;" let, where the King himself is in such distress for a rhyme as to which consisted in sliding, in some sort of chair it may be supobliged to apply to one of the obscurest saints in the calendar." posed, from top to bottom of a smooth bank. The boys of EdinThe reading of the MS. is
burgh, about twenty years ago, used to play at the hurly-hacket Tis Jemes of Douglas, by my word,
on the Calton-hill, using for their seat a horse's skull.
Cold on to unknoin yemnan Wight,
** The Douglas of the poem is an imaginary pron, en
--But hark! what blithe and jolly peal
Behind the King throng'd peer and knight, Makes the Franciscan steeple reel 1
And noble dame and damsel bright, And see! upon the crowded street,
Whose fiery steeds ill brook'd the stay In motley groups what maskers meet!
Of the steep street and crowded way. Banner and pageant, pipe, and drum,
- But in the train you might discern And merry morrice-dancers come.
Dark lowering brow and visage stern; I guess, by all this quaint array,
There nobles mourn'd their pride restrain'd, The burghers hold their sports to-day.*
And the mean burgher's joys disdained ; James will be there; he loves such show,
And chiefs, who, hostage for their clan, Where the good yeoman bends his bow,
Were each from home a banished man, And the tough wrestler foils his foe,
There thought upon their own gray tower, As well as where, in proud career,
Their waving woods, their feudal power, The high-born tilter shivers spear.
And deem'd themselves a shameful part I'll follow to the Castle-park,
Of pageant which they cursed in heart.
Now, in the Castle-park, drew out
Their checker'd bands the joyous rout.
There morricers, with bell at heel,
And blade in hand, their mazes wheel ;S The quivering drawbridge rock'd and rung,
But chief, beside the butts, there stand And echo'd loud the flinty street
Bold Robin Hoodll and all his band, Beneath the coursers' clattering feet,
Friar Tuck with quarterstaff and cowl, As slowly down the steep descent
Old Scathelock with his surly scowl, Fair Scotland's King and nobles went,t
Maid Marion, fair as ivory bone, While all along the crowded way
Scarlet, and Mutch, and Little John; Was jubilee and loud huzza.
Their bugles challenge all that will, And ever James was bending low,
In archery to prove their skill. To his white jennet's saddlebow,
The Douglas bent a bow of might,Doffing his cap to city dame,
His first shaft centred in the white, Who smiled and blush'd for pride and shame. And when in turn he shot again, And well the simperer might be vain,-
His second split the first in twain. He chose the fairest of the train.
From the King's hand must Douglas take Gravely he greets each ciiy sire,
A silver dart, ihe archer's stake: Commends each pageant's quaint attire,
Fondly he watch’d, with watery eye, Gives to the dancers thanks aloud,
Some answering glance of sympathy,And smiles and nods upon the crowd,
No kind emotion made reply!
Indifferent as to archer wight,
And deem'd himself a shameful part cially the considerable towns, ha their solemn play, or festival,
of pagcant that he cursed in heart.") wheu feats of archery were exhibited, and prizes distributed to $ (The MS adds :those who excelled in wrestling, hurling the bar, and the other
"With awkward stride there eity groom gymnastic exercises of the period. Stirling, a usual place of royal
Would part of fabled knight axsume.'") residence, was not likely to be deficient in pomp upon such occa. The exhibition of this renowned outlaw and his hand was ! sions, especially since James V. was very partial to them His favourite frolic at suih festivals as we are describing. This meaning ready participation in these popular amusements was one cause ing, in which kings did not disdain to be actors, was proband of his acquiring the title of King of the Commorie, or Res Plebei. in Scotland upon the Reformation, by a statute of the oth Par orum, as Lesley has latinize it. The usual prize to the best shooter was a silver arrow. Such a one is preserved at Selkirk heavy penalties, that.
liament of Queen Mary, c 61, A. D. 1555, which ordered, under and at Peebles. Al Dumfries, a silver gun was substituted, and
na manner of person be chasse Rett
Hude, nor Little John, Abbot of Unrenson, Quin of May. the contention transferred to firearms. The ceremony, as there nor otherwise." But in 1561, the "rascal multitude." Kays performed, is the subject of an excellent Scottish poem, by Mr. John Knox, "were stirred up to make a Robin Hude, while John Mayne, entitled the Siller Gun, 1908, which surpasses the ormity was of many years left and damned by statute and act of efforts of Ferguson, and come near those of Burns.
Parliament; yet would they not be forbidden.” Accontesty. Of James's attachment to archery. Pitscottie, the faithful, they raised a very serious tumult, and at length made prime though rude recorder of the manners of that period, has given us the magistrates who endeavoured to suppress it, and would not evidence :
release them till they extorted a formal promise that no one *** In this year there came an embassador out of England, named should be punished for luis share of the disturbance. I would Lord William Howard, with a bishop with him, with many other seem, from the complaints of the General Assembly of the kirk gentlemen, to the number of threes are horris, which were all able that these profune festivities were continued down to 1592* Bed men and waled [picked) men fit all kind of games and pastimes, shooting, louping, running, wresting, and casting of the stone,
Robin was, to say the least, mually sucrrestul in trainiami.. but this were well surged lesaved of tried) ere they past out of ple and evangelical La'imer complains of coming to a county
his ground against the reformed clergy of England ; for the sin Scotland, and that by their own provocation : luut ever this lint: church, where the people refused to hear him, because it was till at last, the Queen of Scotland, the king's mother, favoured
Robin Hood's day; and his mitre and ruchet were fain to 1 the English-meo, because she was the King of England's sister:
way to the village pasime. Much curious infornalien og this men's hands, contrary her son the king, and any six in Scotland interne. Ricono maitin of the song respecting this memorabie and therefore she look an enterprise of archery upon the English subject may be found in the Preliminary Dissertatpon to the that he would wale, either gentlemen or yeomen, that the Eng outlaw. The game of Robin Hood was usually acurd in May : lish men should shoot against them, either at pricks, revers, or and he was associated with the Morrice dancers, on when #9 buts, as the Scots pleased.
much illustration has bevn bestowed by the commentators un "The king, hearing this of his mother. was content, and rart Shakspear. A very lively picture of these festivities. contain her pawn a hundred crowns, and a fun of wine, upon the Eng.
ing a great deal of curious information on the subject of the in lish-men's hands; and he incontinent laid down as much for the vate life and amusements of our ancestors, was thrown to the Scottish-men. The field and ground was chosen in St. Andrews. late ingeniis Me Strutt, into his romance entitled Queun beur and threr: landed men and three yeomen chosen to shoot against Hall. mibolished after his death, in 1803. the English mrn, to wit, David Wemyse of that ilk, David Arnot
1 (MS.--- Fondly he watch'd, with watery eye, of that ilk, and Mr. John Welderbum, virar of Dundee: the yeo.
For answering glance of sympathy, men, John Thomson, in Leith, Steven Tabumer, with a piper,
But no emotion made reply! callad Alexander Bailie; they shot very noir, and warned worstedi
Indifferent as 10 un noin the English non of the poteririse, and wan the hundred crowns and the tun of wine, which mire the king very merry that his
The King save forth the arrow bright "}
posed uncle of the Earl of Ansus.
ting an unexpected interview with the third of Kilspindie, one of
the banished Doriginseng, under cire mstances similar to those Daffing his can to burgher dame, Who smiling bush'd for pride and shame.")
in the text, is imitated from a real story told by Home of Granto $ (MS._"Nobles 10ho mourn'd their porcer restrain d,
croft. I would have s vailed myself more fully of the simple and
affecting circumstances of the old history. had they not been And the poor burgher's joys disdaind;
already woven into a pathetic bilind bs my friend Me Finlay'. Dark chinf. roho, hostage for his clan,
“ His (the king's) implacnbility (towards the family of Dolce Was from his home a banish'd man,
• Book Kisk, p Who thought on his own gray tower,
1 sive Scottish Historical the Romantic Ballade Glasgow, 1800, vol k The waving woods, his foudal power
But the kiner behasisar Jere
Pamper, the canunier, that was skin at Tantalion, began to
But not a glance from that proud ring Now clear the ring! for, hand to hand,
Of peers who circled round the king, The manly wrestlers take their stand.
With Douglas held communion kind, T#o o'er ihe rest superior rose,
Or call'd the banish'd man to mind ;** And proud demanded mightier foes,
No, not from those who, at the chase, Nor call'd in vain ; for Douglas came.
Once held his side the honour'd place, -For life is Hugh of Larberi lame;
Begirt his board, and, in the field, Scarce better John of Alloa's fare,
Found safety underneath his shield; Whom senseless home his comrades bear
For he, whom royal eyes disown, Prize of the wrestling match, the King
When was his form to courtiers known! To Douglas gave a golden ring, *.
XXV. While coldly glanced his eye of blue,
The Monarch saw the gambols flag, As frozen drop of wintry dew.
And bade let loose a gallant stag, Douglas would speak, but in his breast
Whose pride, the holyday to crown, His struggling soul his words suppress'd;
Two favourite greyhounds should pull down, Indignant then he turn'd him where Their arms the brawny yeomen bare,
That venison free, and Bourdeaux wine, To hurl the massive bar in air.
Might serve the archery to dine. When each his utmost strength had shown,
But Lufra,--whom from Douzlas' side
Nor bribe nor threat could e'er divide,
The feelest hound in all the North, --
Brave Lufra saw and darted forth.
She left the royal hounds mid-way,
And dashing on the antler'd prey,
Sunk her sharp muzzle in his fank,
And deep the flowing life-blood drank.
The King's stout huntsman saw the sport Of Scottish strength in modern day.t
By strange intruder broken short,
Came up, and, with his leash unbound,
In anger struck the noble hound.
-The Douglas had endured, that morn, The Ladies' Rock sent back the clang,
cold look, the nobles' scorn,
And last, and worst to spirit proud,
Had borne the pity of the crowd ;
But Lufra had been fondly bred,
To share his board, to watch his bed, Who now, with anxious wonder, scan,
And oft would Ellen, Lufra's neck, And sharper glance, the dark gộay man;
In maiden glee, with garlands deck ; Till whispers rose among the throng,
They were such playmates, that with name That heart so free, and hand so strong,
of Lufra, Ellen's image came. Most to the Douglas blood belong;
His stitled wrath is brimming high, The old men mark'd and shook the head,
In darken'd brow and flashing eye; To see his hair with silver spread,
As waves before the bark divide, And wink'd aside, and told each son,
The crowd gave way before his stride : Of feats upon the English done,
Needs but a buffet and no more, Ere Douglas of the stalwart-handil
The groom lies senseless in his gore. Was exiled from his native land.
Such blow no other hand could deal, The women prais'd his stately form,
Though gauntleted in glove of steel. Though wreck'd by many a winter's storm ;
XXVI. The youth with awe and wonder saw
Then clamour'd loud the royal train, tt His strength surpassing Nature's law.
And brandish'd swords and staves ainain. as is their wont, the crowd,
But stern the Baron's warning-"Back !11 Till murmur rose to clamours loud.
Back, on your lives, ye menial pack! las) did also appear in his carriage towards Archibald of Kilspin commanded him to go to France for a certain space, till he heard bestum he, when be was a child, loved singularly well for his further from him. And so he did, and died shortly after. This Bality of budy, and was wont to call him his Gray-Steill.* Ar gave occasion to the King of England. (Henry VIII.) to blame his hald being banished into England, could not well comport nephew, alleging the old saying, That a king's face should give with the bumour of that nation, which he thought to be too
For this Archibald (whatsoever were Angus's or Sir d. and that they had too high a conceit of themselves, join George's fault) had not been principal actor of any thing, por bed with a contempt and despising of all others. Wherefore, being no counsellor nor stirrer up, but only a follower of his friends, wtaned of that life, and remembering the king's favour of old to and that noways cruelly disposed-HUME of Godscroft. N. 107. Harola ham, he determined to try the king's mercifulness and cle. • The usual prize of a wrestling was a ram and a ring, but weney: 80 be comes into Scotland, and taking occasion of the the animal would have embarrussed my story. Thus, in the king's hunting in the park at Stirling, le casts himself to be in his Cokes Tale of Gamelyn, ascribed to Chaucer: 23. as he was coming home to the castle. so soon as the
"There happed to be there beside king saw him afar off, ere he came near, he guessed it was he,
Tryed a wrestling ; and said to one of his courtiers, yonder is my Gray. Steill, Archi
And therefore there was y-setten bald of Kilspindie, if he be alive. The other answered, that it
A ram and als a ring.'
By a bridge was a wrestling, man and promised from thence forward to alwtain from med.
And there taryed was he, here in public affairs, and to lead a quiet and private life. The
And there was all the best yemen kine went by, without giving him any answer, and trotted a good
Of all the west country. prawnal pare up the hul. Kilspindie followed, and, though he wore
A full fayre game there was set up, cu ham a secret, or shirt of mail, for his particular enemies, was
A white bull up y pight, is non nt the castle gate as the king. There he cut him down upon a xone witbout, and entreated some of the king's servants
A great courser with saddle and brydle,
With gold burnished full bryght; foto rip of drink, being weary and thirsty ; but they, fearing the kina's displeasure, durst give him nope. When the king was set
A payre of gloves, a red golde ringe, at his dinner, he asked what he had done, what he had said, and
A pipe of wyny, good fay; shutter be had gone 1 it was told him that he had desired a cup
What man berith bim best, I wis, of nok, and had gotten none.
The prise shall bear away.' The king reproved them very stranuly for their discourtesy, and told them, that if he had not
RITSON'S Robin Hood, vol. i. faken an gath that no Douglas should ever serve him, he would
+ (MS.--"Of mortal strength in modern day."I have received him into his service,
for be had seen him some time 1 (M8.-"A purse weigh'd down with pieces broad.") aman ef great ability. Then lie sunt bin word to go to Leith, 6 (MS.-"Scattered the gold among the crowd."] and start bis further pleasure. Then some kinsman of David
!! (M8.-" Ere James of Douglas' stalwart hand.'') su tel with Archibald about the matter, wherewith the king
TİMS.-" Though worn by many a winter storm."']
" Or called his state form to mind."') showed hum-elf not well pleased when he heard of it. Then he tt MS. "Clamour'd his comrades of the train.") A starspion of popular romance. See Ellis's Romances, vol. iii.
1: (MS.--"But stern the warrior's wurning-Back!'")
Beware the Douglas.-Yes! behold,
And mothers held their babes on high, King James! The Douglas, doom'd of old,
The self-devoted Chief to spy, And vainly sought for near and far,
Triumphant uver wrongs and ire, A victim to atone the war,
To whom the prattlers owed a sire: A willing victim, now attends,
Even the rough soldier's heart was moved; Nor craves thy grace but for his friends."
As if behind some bier beloved, "Thus is my clemency repaid ?
With trailing arms and drooping head, Presumptuous Lord !" the Monarch said;
The Douglas up the hill he led, “Of thy mis-proud ambitious clan,
And at the Castle's battled verge, Thou, James of Both well, wert the man,
With sighs resign'd his honour'd charge. The only man, in whom a foe
The offended Monarch rode apart,
With bitter thought and swelling heart, What ho! the Captain of our Guard !
And would not now vouchsafe again Give the offender fitting ward.
Through Stirling streets to lead his train. Break off the sports !"'--for tumult rose,
"O Lenox, who would wish to rule And yeomen 'gan to bend their bows, –
This changeling crowd, this common fool ? “Break off the sports !" he said, and frown'd, Hear'st thou,” he said, "the loud acclaim, And bid our horsemen clear the ground.”
With which they shout the Douglas name?
With like acclaim, the vulgar thiroat
Strain'd for King James their morning note ; Then uproar wild and misarray
With like acclaim they bail'd the day, Marr'd the fair form of festal day.
When first I broke the Douglas sway; The horsemen prick'd among the crowd,
And like acclaim would Douglas greet, Repell'd by threats and insult loud ;t
If he could hurl me from my seat. To earth are borne the old and weak,
Who o'er the herd would wish to reign, The timorous fiy, the women shriek :
Fantastic, fickle, fierce, and vain ! With fint, with shaft, with staff, with bar,
Vain as the leaf upon the stream, $ The hardier urge tumultuous war.
And fickle as a changeful dream; At once round Douglas darkly sweep
Fantastic as a woman's mood, The royal spears in circle deep,
And fierce as Frenzy's fever'd blood. And slowly scale the pathway steep;
Thou many-headed monster-thing,ll While on the rear in thunder pour
o who would wish to be thy king! The rabble with disorder'd roar. With grief the noble Douglas saw
XXXI. The Commons rise against the law.
But soft! what messenger of speed And to the leading soldier said,
Spurs hitherward his panting steed? “Sir John of Hyndford ! 'twas my blade,
I guess his cognizance afarThat knighthood on thy shoulder laid;
What from our cousin, John of Mar? For that good deed, permit me then
He prays, my liege, your sports keep bound A word with these misguided men.
Within the safe and guarded ground;
For some foul purpose yet unknown, -
Most sure for evil to the throne,"Hear, gentle friends! ere yet for me,
The outlawed Chieftain, Roderick Dhu, Ye break the bands of fealty.
Has summoned his rebellious crew: My life, my honour, and my cause,
"Tis said, in James of Both well's aid I tendor free to Scotland's laws.
These loose banditti stand array'd. Are these so weak as must require
The Earl of Mar, this morn, from Doune, The aid of your misguided ire ?
To break their muster march'd, and soon Or, if I suffer causeless wrong,
Your grace will hear of battle fought; Is then my selfish rage so strong,
But earnestly, the Earl besought, My sense of public weal so low,
Till for such danger he provide, That, for mean vengeance on a foe,
With scanty train you will not ride."T Those cords of love I should unbind,
XXXII. Which knit my country and my kind ?
" Thou warn'st me I have done amiss, Oh no! Believe, in yonder tower,
I should have earlier look'd to this:
I lost it in this bustling day.
- Retrace with speed thy former way; To know, in fruitless brawl begun,
Spare not for spoiling of thy steed,
The best of mine shall be thy meed.
Say to our faithful Lord of Mar,
We do forbid the intended war:
Roderick, this morn, in single fight,
Was made our prisoner by a knight: And curse the Douglas for the cause.
And Douglas hath himself and cause O let your patience ward such ill,
Submitted to our kingdom's laws.
The tidings of their leaders lost
Will soon dissolve the mountain host,
Nor would we that the vulgar feel, In tears, as tempests melt in rain.
For their Chief's crimes, avenging steel. With lifted hands and eyes, they pray'd
Bear Mar our message, Braco; fy": For blessings on his generous head,
He turn'd his steed, My liege, I hie, Who for his country felt alone,
Yet, ere I cross this lily lawn, And prized her blood beyond his own.
I fear the broadswords will be drawn." Old men, upon the verge of life,
The turf the flying courser spurn'd, Bless'd him who stay'd the civil strife;
And to his towers the King return'd. * (MS.-"But in my court, injurious blow,
A sick man's appetite, who desires most that
Which would increase bis evil. He that depends
Upon your favours,
swims with fins of lead, + (M8.-" Their threats repell'd by insult loud."']
And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang yet Trust sei 1 (MS.--" The crowd wild fury ebb'd amain
With every minute you do change & mind;
And call him noble, that was now your hate, $(M8.-" Vain as the sick man's idle dream.")
Him vile that was your garland." " Who deserves greatness, Deserves your hate; and your affections are
1 (MS.-" On distant chase you will not ride."]
Coriolanus, Act I, Scene 1.]
For the oak table's massive board, Ill with King James's mood that day,
Flooded with wine, with fragments stored, Sured gay feast and minstrel lay;
And beakers drain'd, and cups o'erthrown, Soon were dismiss'd the courtly throng,
Show'd in what sport the night had flown. And soon cut short the festal song.
Some, weary, snored on floor and bench; Sorless upon the sadden'd town
Some labour'd still their thirst to quench: The evening sunk in sorrow down.
Some, chill'd with watching, spread their hands The burghers spoke of civil jar,
O'er the huge chimney's dying brands, Of rumour'd feuds and mountain war;
While round them, or beside them flung, Of Moray, Mar, and Roderick Dhu,
At every step their harness rung. All up in arms :- the Douglas too,
III. They mourn'd himn pent within the hold
These drew not for their fields the swords "Where stout Earl William was of old.”
Like tenants of a feudal lord, And there his word the speaker staid,
Nor own'd the patriarchal claim And finger on his lip he laid,
Of Chieftain in their leader's name; Or ponied to his dagger blade.
Adventurers they, from far who roved, But jaded horsemen from the west,
To live by battle which they loved. S At evening to the Castle press'd;
There the Italian's clouded face,
The swarthy Spaniard's there you trace ;
The mountain-loving Switzer there,
More freely breathed in mountain-air ; Thus giddy rumour shook the town,
The Fleming there despised the soil,
That paid so ill the labourer's toil;
Their rolls show'd French and German name i
of Scotland's pay the scanty,gain.
All brave in arms, well train'd to wield
The heavy halberd, brand, and shield;
In camps licentious, wild, and bold;
In pillage fierce and uncontrollid; Of the dark city casts a sullen glance,
And now, by holytide and feast, Rousing each caitiff to his task of care,
From rules of discipline released. Of sinful man the sad inheritance;
IV. Summoning revellers from the lagging dance, They held debate of bloody fray, Scaring the prowling robber to his den ;
Fought 'twixt Loch Katrine and Achray. Gilding on battled tower the warder's lance,
Fierce was their speeeh, and, mid their words, And warning student pale to leave his pen,
Their hands oft grappled to their swords; And yield his drowsy eyes to the kind nurse of men. Nor sunk their tone io spare the ear
Of wounded comrades groaning near, What various secnes, and, o! what scenes of wo,
Whose mangled limbs, and bodies gored, Are witness'd by that red and struggling beam!
Bore token of the mountain sword, The fever'd patient from his pallet low,
Though neighbouring to the Court of Guard, Through crowded hospital beholds its stream ; Their prayers and feverish wails were heard; The ruin'd maiden trembles at its gleam,
Sad burden to the ruffian joke,
And savage oath by fury spoke !--||
At length up started John of Brent The wakeful mother, by the glimmering pale,
A yeoman from the banks of Trent'; Trims her sick infant's couch, and soothes his feeble
A stranger to respect or fear, wail.
In peace a chaser of the deer,
In host a hardy mutineer,
But still the boldest of the crew, With soldier-step and weapon-clang,
When deed of danger was to do. While drums, with rolling note, foretell
Ho grieved, that day, their games cut short, Relief to weary sentinel.
And marr'd the dicer's brawling, sport, Through narrow loop and casement barr'd, + And shouted loud, " Renew the bowl ! The sunbeams sought the Court of Guard,
And, while a merry catch I troll, And, struggling with the smoky air,
Let each the buxom chorus bear, Deadend the torches' yellow glare.
Like brethren of the brand and spear,''
Our vicar still preaches that Peter and Poule All haggard from the midnight watch,
Laid a swinging loud curse on the bonny brown And sever'd with the stern debauch;
bowl, * Stabbed by James 11. in Stirling Castle.
character of the Adventurous Companions of Froissart, or the : (Ms. -" Through blackend arch and cagement barr'd."1 Condottieri of Italy. : (M3.-" The lights in strange alliance shone
One of the best and liveliest traits of such marneys is the last Beneath the arch of blacken'l stone."
will of a leader, called Geffroy Tete Noir, who having been The Scottish arnies consisted chiefly of the nobility and ba slightly wounded in a skirmish, his intemperance brought on a 1994, with their vasals, who held lands under them, for military montal disease. When he found himself dying, he summoned to seruite by themselves and their tenants. The patriarchal intu his bedside the adventurers whom he commanded, and thus adcuck exercised by the heads of clang in the Highlands and Bor. dressed them :-der, *as of a different nature, and sometimes ut variance with " Fayre sits, quod Geffray, I knowe well ye have alwayes served feudal principles. It Howed from the Patria Potestats, exercised and honoured me as men ought to serve their soveraynge and caby the chieftain as representing the original father of the whole pitayne, and I shal be the gladder if ye wyll agre to have to your name, and was often obeyed in contradiction to the feudal supe capitayne one that is discended of my bloode. Beholde here mot James V. seems first to have introduced, in addition to the Aleyne Roux, my cosyn, and Peter his brother, who are men of mililia furnished from these sources, the service of a small num armes and of my blode. I require you to make Aleyne youre ca. bes of mercenaries, who formed a body guard, called the Foot pitayne, and to swere to hym faythe, obeysaunce, love, and loyBand
. The satirical poet, Sir David Lindsay, (or the person who alre, here in my presence, and also to his brother : howe bo it, i Whate the prologue to his play of the ** Threo Estuites,'') has in well that Aleyne have the soverayne charge. Sir, quod they troduced l'inlay of the Foot Band, who, after much gwaggering we are well content, for ye hauve ryght well chosen: There all upon the stage, in at length put t'fight by the Fool, why terrifies the companyons made them breke po poynt of that ye have or him by means of a sheep's skull upon a pole. Thave rather cho dayned and commanded." --LORD BERNERS' Froissart." heti to cive them the harsh features of the mercenary soldiers of (MS. -"Sad burden to the rulhan jest, the period. Than of this Scottish Thraso. These partook of the
And rude vaths vented by the rest.");