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Though now the sun was o'er the hill,

XI. In this dark spot 'twas twilight still, *

Nor think to village swains alone Save that on Greta's farther side

Are these unearthly terrors known; Some straggling beams through copsewood glide ; For not to rank nor sex confined And wild and savage contrast made

Is this vain ague of the mind : That dingle's deep and funeral shade,

Hearts firm as steel, as marble hard, With the bright tints of early day,

'Gainst faith, and love, and pity, barr'd, Which, gliin mering through the ivy spray,

Have quaked, like aspen leaves in May, On the opposing summit lay.

Beneath its universal sway.

Bertram had listed many a tale

Of wonder in his native dale,
The lated peasant shunn'd the dell;

That in his secret soul retain'd For Superstition wont to tell

The credence they in childhood gain'd: Of many a grisly sound and sight,

Nor less his wild adventurous youth Scaring its path at dead of night.

Believed in every legend's truth; When Christmas logs blaze high and wide,

Learn'd when, beneath the tropic gale, Such wonders speed the festal tide;

Full swell’d the vessel's steady sail, While Curiosity and Fear,

And the broad Indian moon her light Pleasure and Pain, sit crouching near,

Pour'd on the watch of middle night, Till childhood's cheek no longer glows,

When seamen love to hear and tell And village maidens lose the rose,

Of porten, prodigy, and spell :: The thrilling interest rises higher,t

What gales are sold on Lapland's shore, s The circle closes nigh and nigher,

How whistle rash bids tempest roar,ll And shuddering glance is cast behind,

Of witch, of mermaid, and of sprite, As louder moans the wintry wind.

Of Erick's cap and Elmo's light;T Believe, that fitting scene was laid

Or of that Phantom Ship, whose form For such wild tales in Mortham glade :

Shvots like a meteor through the storm; For who had seen, on Greta's side,

When the dark scud comes driving hard, By that dim light fierce Bertram stride,

And lower'd is every topsail-yard, In such a spot, at such an hour,

And canvass, wove in earthly looms,
If touch'd by Superstition's power,

No more to brave the storm presumes!
Might well have deem'd that Hell had given Then, mid the war of sea and sky,
A murderer's ghost to upper heaven,

Top and top-gallant hoisted high,
While Wilfrid's form had seem'd io glide

Full spread and crowded every sail, Like his pale victim by his side.

The Demon Frigate braves the gale ;** * (MS.-" In this dark grove 'twas twilight still,

procured men to sail it, she began to attack the persons of his Save that ujion the rocks opposed

fainily, and actually strangled their only child in the cradle. The Some straggling beams of morn reposed,

rest of her story, showing how the spectre looked over the shoulAnd wild and savage contrast made

der of her daughter-in-law while dressing her hair at a looking That bleak and dark funereal shade

glass, and how Mrs. Leakey the younger took courage to address With the bright tints of early day,

her, and how the beldam despatched her to an Irish prelate, faWhich, struggling through ine greenwood spray, mous for his crimes and misfortunes, to exhort him to repentance, Upon the rock's wild summit lay.")

and to apprize him that otherwise he would be banged, and how 1 (MS.-" The interest rises high and higher.")

the bishop was satisfied with replying, that if he was bom to be • İThe MS, bas not the two following couplets. ]

hanged, be should not be drowned ;-all these, with many more “Also I shall shew very briefly what force conjurers and particulars, may be found at the end of one of John Dunton's witches have in constraining the elements enchanted by them or publications, called Athenianism, London, 1710, where the tale others, that they may exceed or fall short of their natural order : is engrossed under the title of 'The Apparition Evidence, premising this, that the extreamland of North Finland and Lap 11 "This Ericus, King of Sweden, in his time was held second land was so taught wiichcraft formerly in heathenish times, as if to none in the magical art, and he was so familiar with the evil they had learned this cursed art from Zoroastres the Persian ; spirits, which he exceedingly adored, that which way soever he though other inhabitants by the sea.coasts are reported to be be turned his

cap, the wind would presently blow that way: From witched with the same madness; for they exercise this divelish this occasion he was called Windy Cap; and many men believed art, of all the arts of the world, to admiration; and in this, or that Regnerus, King of Denmark, by the conduct of this Eneu. other such like mişchief, they commonly agree. - The Finlanders who was his nephew, did happily extend his piracy into the most were wont formerly, amongst their other errors of gertilisine, to remote parts of the earth, and conquered many countries and Bell winds to merchants that were stopt on their coasts by con. fenced cities by his cunning, and at last was his coadjutor; that trary weather : and when they had their price, they knit three by the consent of the nobles, he should be chosen King of Swe magical knots, not like to the laws of Cassius, bound up with a den, which continued a long time with him very happily, until be thong, and they gave them unto the merchants ; observing that died ot old age."--OLACS, ut supra, p. 45. rule, that when they unloosed the first, they should have a good ** This is an allusion to a well-known nautical superstition congule of wind; when the second, a stronger wind; but when they cerning a fantastic vessel, called by sailors the Flying Dutchman, untied the third, they should have such cruel tempests, that they and supposed to be seen about the latitude of the Cape of Good should not be able to look out of the forecastle to avoid the rocks Hope. She is distinguished from earthly vessels by bearing a nor move a foot to pull down the sails, nor stand at the helm to press of sail when all others are unable, from stress of weather, govern the ship, and they made an unhappy trial of the truth of to show an inch of canvass. The cause of her wandering is not it who denied that there was any such power in those knots." altogether certain ; but the general account is, that she was on OLAUS MAGNUS's History of the Goths, Sroeder, and Vandals. ginally a vessel loaded with great wealth, on board of which Lond. 1658, fol. p. 47.-(Sce Note to the Pirate, "Sale of Winds," some horrid act of murder and piracy had been committed ; that Wareriey Novels, vol. iii. p. 23.)

the plague broke out among the wicked crew who had perpe" That this is a general superstition, is well known to all who trated the crime, and that they sailed in vain from port 10 port, have been on ship-board, or who have conversed with seamen. offering, as the price of shelter, the whole of their ill gotten The most formidable whistler that I remember to have met with wealth; that they were excluded from every barbour, for fear of was the apparition of a certain Mrs. Leakey, who, about 1636, re the contagion which was devouring them; and that, as a punishsided, we are told, at Mynehead, in Somerset, where her only ment of their crimes, the apparition of the ship still continues to son drove a considerable trade between that port and Waterford, haunt those seas in which the catastrophe took place, and is con and was owner of several vessels. This old gentlewoman was sidered by the mariners as the worst of all possible omens. of a social disposition, and so acceptable to her friends, that they My late lamented friend, Dr. John Leyden, has introduced this used to say to her and to each other, it were pity such an excel phenomenon into his scenes of Infancy. imputing, with poetical lent good-natured old lady should die; to which she was wont to ingenuity, the dreadful judgment to the first ship which conireply, that whatever pleasure they might find in her company just menced the slave trade :now, they would not grently like to see or converse with her after “Stout was the ship, from Benin's palmy shore death, which nevertheless she was apt to think might happen. That first the weight of barter'd captives bore ; Accordingly, after her death and funeral, she began to appear to Bedimm'd with blood, the sun with shrinking beams various persons by night and hy noonday, in her own house, in Beheld her bounding o'er the ocean streams; the town and fields, at sea and upon shore. So far had she de. But, ere the moon her silver borns had rear'd, parted from her former urbanity, that she is recorded to have Amid the crew the speckled plague appear'd. kicked a doctor of medicine for his impolite negligence in omit Faint and despairing, on their watery bier, ting to hand her over a stile. It was also her bumour to appear To every friendly shore the sailors steer ; upon the quay, and call for a boat. But especially so soon as Repellid from pori to port, they sue in vain, any of her son's ships approached the harbour, “this ghost would And track with slow unsteady sail the main. appear in the same garb and likeness as when she was alive, Where ne'er the bright and buoyant wave is seen and standing at the inainmast would blow with a whistle, and To streak with wandering foam the seu-weeds green, though it were never so great a calm, yet immediately there Towers the tall mast a lone and leafless tree, would arise a most dreadful storm, that would break, wreck. Till well impelled amid the waveless sea ; and drown ship and goods." When she had thus proceeded un Where summer breezes ne'er were heard to sing, il her son had neither credit to freight a vessel, nor could havo Nor bovering snow.birds spread the downy wing

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And well the doom'd spectators know

Seems that the object of his race
The harbinger of wreck and wo.

Hath scal'd the cliffs; his frantic chase

Sidelong he turns, and now 'tis bent,
Then, too, were told, in stifled tone,

Right up the rock's tall battlement ; Marvels and omens all their own;

Straining cach sinew to ascend,

Foot, hand, and knee, their aid must lend. How, by some deseri isle or key, *

Wilfrid, all dizzy with dismay, Where Spaniards wrought their cruelty,

Views, from beneath, his dreadful way: Or where the savage pirate's mood

Now to the oak's warp'd roots he clings, Repaid it home in deeds of blood,

Now trusts his weight to ivy strings;
Strange nightly sounds of wo and fear

Now, like the wild goat, must he dare
Appalld the listening Bucanier,
Whose light-armed shallop anchored lay

An unsupported leap in air ;I/

Hid in the shrubby rain-course now, In ambush by the lonely bay.

You mark him by the crashing bough,
The groan of grief, the shriek of pain,

And by his corslet's sullen clank,
Ring from the moonlight groves of cane;
The fierce adventurer's heart they scare,

And by the stones spurn'd from the bank,
Who wearies memory for a prayer,

And by the hawk scar'd from her nest,

And ravens croaking o'er their guest, Curses the road-stead, and with gale

Who deem his forfeit limbs shall pay Of early morning lifts the sail


The tribute of his bold essay.
To give, in thirst of blood and prey,
A legend for another bay.


Sce, he emerges !-desperate now!
Thus, as a man, a youth, a child,

All farther course-Yon beetling brow Train'd in the mystic and the wild,

In craggy nakedness sublime, With this on Bertram's soul at times

What heart or foot shall dare to climb ? Rush'd a dark feeling of his crimes;

It bears no tendril for his clasp, Such to his troubled soul their form,

Presents no angle to his grasp ; As the pale Death-ship to the storm,

Sole stay his foot may rest upon, And such their omen dim and dread,

Is yon earth-bedded jetting stone. As shrieks and voices of the dead,

Balanced on such precarious prop, ** That pang, whose transitory forcet

He strains his grasp to reach the top. Hover' d 'twixt horror and remorse;

Just as the dangerous stretch he makes, That pang, perchance, his bosom press'd,

By heaven, his faithless footstool shakes! As Wilfrid sudden he address'd :

Beneath his tottering bulk it bends, "Wilsrid, this glen is never trod

It sways, ... it loosens, ... it descends! Until the sun rides high abroad;

And downward holds its headlong way, Yet twice have I beheld to-day

Crashing o'er rock, and copsewood spray. A Form that seem'd to dog our way;

Loud thunders shake the echoing dell ! Twice from my glance it seem'd to flee,

Fell it alone?-alone it fell. And shroud itself by cliff or tree.

Just on the very verge of fate, How think'st thou ?-Is our path way aid

The hardy Bertram's falling weight Or hath thy sire my trust betray'd ?

He trusted to his sinewy hands,
If so"- Ere, starting from his dream,

And on the top unharm'd he stands !++
That turn'd upon a gentler theme,
Wilfrid had rous'd him to reply,

Bertram sprung forward, shouting high,

Wilfrid a safer path pursued "What'er thou art, thou now shalt stand !"'

At intervals where, roughly hew'd,
And forth he darted, sword in hand,

Rude steps ascending from the dell,

Render'd the cliffs accessible.
As bursts the levin in its wrath,

By circuit slow he thus attain'd He shot him down the sounding path;

The height that Risingham had gain'd, Rock, wood, and stream, rang wildly out,

And when he issued from the wood, To his loud step and savage shout. $

Before the gate of Mortham stood. If Fix'd as a rock amid the boundless plain,

1 (MS.—“See, he emerges !--desperate now The yellow stream pollutes the stagnant main,

Toward the naked beetling brow, Till far through night the funeral flames aspire,

His progress-heart and foot must fait As the red lightning smites the ghostly pyre.

Yon upmost crag's bare peak to scale.''} Still doom'd by fate on wellering billows rollid,

** (M8.-" Perch'd like an eagle on its top, Along the deep their restless course to hold,

Balanced on its uncertain prop. Seenting the storm, the shadowy sailors guide

Just as the perilous stretch he makes, The prove with sails opposed tu wind and ude ;

By heaven, his lottering footstool shakes.") The Spectre Ship, in livid glimpsing light,

*+ (Opposite to this line the MS. has this note, meant to amuse Glares baleful ou the shuddering watch at night,

Mr. Ballantyne :--" It my readers will not allow that I have Unblest of God and man!--Till tine shall end.

climbed Parnassus, they must giant that I have turned the Kittle Its view #trange horror to the storm shall lend."

Nine Steps."-See note to Redgauntlet.-Waverley novels, vol. * What contributed much to the security of the Bucaniers iv. p. 5.) about the Windward Islands, was the great number of little islets, 11 The castle of Mortham, which Leland terms "Mr. Rokesby's called in that country keys. These are small sandy patches, ap Place, in ripa citer, scant a quarter of a mile from Greta Bridge, paring just above the surface of the ocean, covered only with a und not a quarter of a mile beneath into Tees," is a picturesque few bushes and weedy, but sometimes a Tording springs of water, tower, surrounded by buildings of different ages, now converted and, in general, much frequenter by turtle. Such little uminha into a farm house and offices. The battlements of the tower itselt tted spots afforded the pirater good harbours, cither for retitting are singularly elegant, the architect having broken them at regu. e for the purpose of ambush; they were occasionally the hiding lar intervals into different heights; while those at the corners of the place of their treasure and often afforded a shelter to themselves. tower project into octangular turrets. They are also from space As many of the atrocities which they practised on their prisoners to space covered with stones laid acrogs them, is in modern emwere committed in such pots, there are some of these keys wbich brasures, the whole forming an uncominon and beautiful cffect. even now have an indifferent reputation among seamen, and The surrounding buildings are of a less happy form, being pointed where they are with difficulty prevailed on to remain ashore at into high and steep roofs. A wall, with embragurex, encloses dipht, on account of the visionary terrors incident to places which the southern front, where a low portal arch affords an entry to have been thus contaminated.

what was the castle-court. At some distance is most happily 1 (MS.-" Its fell, thongh transitory force,

placed, between the stems of two magnificent elms, the monuHovers 'twixt pity and remorse.")

ment alluded to in the text. It is said to have been brought from

the ruins of Eglistone Priory, and from the armoury with which it : (M3. –“ As busts the levin-boue { its wrath.")

is richly carved, appears to have been a tomb of the Fitz-Huighs.

The situation of Mortham is eminently beautiful, occupying a 6 (MS.-" To bis fierce step and savage shout,

high bank, at the bottom of which the Grela winds out of the dark,

Seems that the object of his

narrow, and romantic dell, which the text has attempted to de

Had gcal'd the cliffs ; his desperate chase."]

scribe, and flows onward through a more open valley to meet the

Tues about a quarter of a mile from the castle. Mortham is sur1 (MS.-"A desperate leap through empty air ;

rounded by old trees, happily and widely grouped with Mr. MorHid in the copse-clad rain-course now.'')

nili's new plantations. Vol. 1.-3 M

accused of an atrocious crime, for the purpe of rendering her

'Twas a fair scene! the sunbeam lay

But seek some charnel, when, at full, On battled tower and portal gray:

The moon gilds skeleton and skull : And from the grassy slope he sees

There dig, and tomb your precious heap, The Greta flow to meet the Tees;

And bid the dead your treasure keep ;! Where, issuing from her darksome bed,

Sure stewards they, if fitting spell She caught the morning's eastern red,

Their service to the task compel. And through the softening vale below

Lacks there such chamel ?-kill a slave, I Roll'd her bright waves, in rosy glow,

Or prisoner, on the treasure-grave; All blushing to her bridal bed, *

And bid bis discontented ghost Like some shy maid in convent bred;

Stalk nightly on his lonely post.While linnet, Tark, and blackbird gay,

Such was his tale. Its truth, I ween,
Sing forth her nuptial roundelay.

Is in my morning vision seen.”-

XIX. 'Twas sweetly sung that roundelay;

Wilfrid, who scorn d the

legend wild, That summer morn shone blithe and gay;

In mingled mirth and pity smiled, But morning beam, and wild-bird's call,

Much marvelling that a breast so bold Awaked not Mortham's silent hall.t

In such fond tale belief should hold ;** No porter, by the low-brow'd gate,

But yet of Bertram sought to know Took in the wonted niche his seat;

The apparition's form and show,To the paved court no peasant drew;

The power within the guilty breast, Waked to their toil no menial crew;

Oft vanquish'd, never quite suppress'd, The maiden's carol was not heard,

That usubdued and lurking lies As to her morning task she fared :

To take the felon by surprise, In the void offices around,

And force him, as by magic spell, Rung not a hoof, nor bay'd a hound;

In his despite his guilt to tell, - t Nor eager steed with shrilling neigh,

That power in Bertram's breast awoke; Accused the lagging groom's delay;

Scarce conscious he was heard, he spoke; Untrimm'd, undress'd, neglected now,

“'Twas Mortham's form, from foot to head! Was alley'd walk and orchard bough;

His morion, with the plume of red, All spoke the master's absent care,

His shape, his mien-twas Mortham, right All spoke neglect and disrepair.

As when I slew him in the fight."South of the gate, an arrow flight,

"Thou slay him ?--hou ?”— With conscious start Two mighty elms their limbs unite,

He heard, then mann'd his haughty heartAs if a canopy to spread

"I slew him ?-I!-I had forgot O'er the lone dwelling of the dead;

Thou, stripling, knew'st not of the plot. For their huge boughs in arches bent

But it is spoken-nor will I Above a massive monument,

Deed done, or spoken word, deny: Carved o'er in ancient Gothic wise,

I slew him; 1! for thankless príde; With many a scutcheon and device:

'Twas by this hand that Mortham died." There, spent with toil and sunk in gloom,

Bertram stood pondering by the tomb.

Wilfrid, of gentle hand and heart,

Averse to every active part, "It vanish’d, like a flitting ghost !

But most averse to martial broil, Behind this tomb,” he said, " 'twas lost

From danger shrunk, and turn'd from toil; This tomb, where oft I deem'd lies stored

Yet the meck lover of the lyre Of Mortham's Indian wealth the hoard.

Nursed one brave spark of noble fire; 'Tis true, the aged servants said

Against injustice, fraud, or wrong, Here his lamented wife is laid ;s

His blood beat high, his hand wax'd strong. But weightier reasons may be guess'd

Not his the nerves that could sustain, For their lord's strict and stern behest,

Unshaken, danger, toil, and pain; That none should on his steps intrude,

But, when that spark blazed forth to flame, #1 Whene'er he sought this solitude.-

He rose superior to his frame. An ancient mariner I knew,

And now it came, that generous mood; What time I sail'd with Morgan's crew

And, in full current of his blood, Who oft, mid our carousals, spake

On Bertram he laid desperate hand, Of Raleigh, Forbisher, and Drake ;

Placed firm his foot and drew his brand, Adventurous hearts! who barter'd, bold,

"Should every fiend, to whom thou're sold, Their English steel for Spanish gold.

Rise in thine aid, I keep my hold.--Trust not, would his experience say,

Arouse there, ho! take spear and sword! Captain or comrade with your prey;

Attach the murderer of your Lord !" * (M8.-"As some fair maid in cloister bred,

1 (MS.-"Lacks there such charnel-vault?-a slare, Is blushing to her bridal ledi."|

Or prisoner, slaughter on the grave.") + 1" The beautiful prospect commanded by that eminence, seen ** (MS. -"Should ruth in such a fable bold.") under the cheerful light of a summer's morning, is finely con. ** All who are conversaut with the adminiktrarion of criminal trasted with the silence and solitude of the place."-Critical Re justice, must remember many occasions in which maleficios ticu.)

appear to have conducted themselves with a species of infatua : (MS.-"All spoke the master absent far,

tion, either by making unnecessary confidences respecting the All spoke neglect and

guilt, or by sudden and involuntary allusions to circumstances by the woes of civil

which it could not fail to be exposcit. A remarkable iristance Close by the gate, an arch combined,

occurred in the celebrated case of Eugene Aram. A skelewa Two haughty elms their branches twined."'! being found near Knaresborough, was supposed, by the passeres (MS.--" Here lies the partner of his bed ;

who gathered around the spot, to be the remains of one Clarke, But weightier reasons should appear

who had disappeared some years before, under circumstances For all his moonlight wanderinga here,

leading to a suspicion of his having been murdered. One House And for the sharp rebuke they got,

man, who had mingled in the crowd, suddenly said, while locking That pried around his favourite spot."'!

at the skeleton, and hearing the opinion which was buzzed around If time did not permit the Bucaniers to lavish away their * That is no more Dan Clarke's bone than it is mine!"-a plunder in their usual debaucheries, they were wont to hide it. ment expressed so positively, and with such peculiarity of mán with many superstitious solemnities, in the desert islands and ner, as to lead all who heard him to infer that he must nere aanly keys which they frequented, and where much treasure, whose know where the real body had been interred. Accordingly, heine lawless owners perish without reclaiming it, is still supposed to apprehended, ho confessed having assisted Eugene Aram to mur be concealed. The most cruel of mankind are often the most su der Clarke, and to hide his body in Sunt Robert Care. It hab perstitious, and these pirates are said to have had recourse to a pened to the author himself, while convorsing with a person horrid ritual, in order to secure an unearthly guardian to their the treasure, believing that his spirit would haunt the spot, and lerrify away all intruders. I cannot produce any other authority suddenly, and, na it were involuntarily, in the course of

the most solemn and reiterated protestations that he was quilles on which this custom is ascribed to them than that of maritime t.)dition, which is, however, amply sutricient for the purposes of patible with innocence.

munications, make such an admission as was altogether income poetry.

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On his pale brow the dewdrop broke, A moment, fix'd as by a spell,

And his lip quiver'd as he spoke :Stood Bertram---It seem'd miracle,

XXIV. That one so feeble, soft, and tame,

"A murderer !--Philip Mortham died Set grasp on warlike Risingham.*

Amid the battle's wildest tide. But when he felt a feeble stroke,t

Wilfrid, or Bertram raves, or you! The fiend within the ruffian woke!

Yet, grant such strange confession true, To wrench the sword from Wilfrid's hand

Pursuit were vain-ler him fly farTo dash him headlong on the sand,

Justice must sleep in civil war."
Was but one moment's work, -one more

A gallant Youth rode near his side,
Had drench'd the blade in Wilfrid's gore ;
But, in the instant it arose,

Brave Rokeby's page, in battle tried

That morn an embassy of weight To end his life, his love, his woes,

He brought to Barnard's castle gate, A warlike form, that mark'd the scene,

And followed now in Wycliffe's train, Presents his rapier sheathed between,

An answer for his lord to gain. Parries the fast-descending blow,

His steed, whose arch'd and sable neck And steps 'twixt Wilfrid and his foe;

A hundred wreaths of foam bedeck, Nor then unscabbarded his brand,

Chafed not against the curb more high But, sternly pointing with his hand,

Than he at Oswald's cold reply ; With monarch's voice forbade the fight,

He bit his lip, implored his saint, And motion'd Bertram from his sight.

(His the old faith)--then burst restraint. "Go, and repent," --he said, “while time Is given thee; add not crime to crime.


"Yes! I beheld his bloody fall, tt XXII.

By that base traitor's dasiard ball, Mate, and uncertain, and amazed,

Just when I thought to measure sword, As on a vision Bertram gazed !

Presumptuous hope! with Mortham's lord. 'Twas Mortham's bearing, bold and high,

And shall the murderer 'scape, who slew His sinewy frame, his falcon eye,

His leader, generous, brave, and true ?11 His look and accent of command,

Escape while on the dew you trace The martial gesture of his hand,

The marks of his gigantic pace? His stately form, spare-built and tall,

No! ere the sun that dew shall dry,SS His war-bleach'd locks--'twas Mortham all. False Risingham shall yield or die.Through Bertram's dizzy brain careers

Ring out the castle 'larum bell! A thousand thoughts, and all of fear;

Arouse the peasants with the knell!! His wavering faith received not quite

Meantime disperse-ride, gallants, ride! The form he saw as Mortham's sprite,

Beset the wood on every side. But more he fear'd it, if it stood

But if among you one there be, His lord, in living flesh and blood.

That honours Mortham's memory, What spectre can the charnel send,

Let him dismount and follow me! So dreadful as an injured friend?

Else on your crests sit fear and shame, Then, 100, the habit of command,

And foul suspicion dog your name!" Used the leader of the band,

XXVI. When Risingham, for many a day,

Instant to earth young REDMOND sprung; Had march'd and fought beneath his sway,

Instant on earth the harness rung Tamed him-and, with reveried face,

Of twenty men of Wyclifle's band, Backwards he bore his sullen pace ;l!

Who wa'ied not their lord's command. Oft stopp'd, and oft on Mortham stared,

Redinond his spurs from buskins drew, And dark as rated masuff glared;

His inantle from his shoulders threw, But when the tramp of steeds was heard,

His pistols in his belt he placed, Plunged in the glen, and disappear'd,

The green-wood gain'd, the footsteps traced, Nor longer there the Warrior stood,

Shouted like hunisman to his hounds, Retiring eastward through the wood;

“To cover, hark !"--and in he bounds. But first to Wilfrid warning gives,

Scarce heard was Oswald's anxious cry, " Tell thou to none that Mortham lives."

“Suspicion! yes--pursue him--fly-XXIII.

But venture not, in useless strife, Still rung these words in Wilfrid's ear,

On ruffian desperate of his life,

Whoever finds him, shoot him dead !
Hinting he knew not what of fear;

Five hundred nobles for his head !"
When nearer came the coursers' tread,
And, with his father at their head,

Of horsemen armi'd a gallant power

The horsemen gallop'd, to make good Rein'd up their steeds before the tower.**

Each path that issued from the wood. "Whence these pale looks, my son ?" he said : Loud from the thickets rung the shout "Where's Bertram ?--Why that naked blade ?" Of Redmond and his eager route; Wilfrid ambiguously replied,

With them was Wilfrid, stung with jre, (For Mortham's charge his honour tied,)

And envying Redmond's martial fire, Illi "Bertram is gone-- the villian's word

And emulous of fame.-But where Avouch'd him murderer of his lord !

Is Oswald, noble Mortham's heir ? Even now we fought-but, when your tread He, bound by honour, law, and faith, Announced you nigh, the felon fled.”

Avenger of his kinsman's death ?In Wycliffe's conscious eye appear

Leaning against the elmin tree, A guilty hope, a guilty fear;

With drooping head and slacken'd knee, ("The sudden impression made on the mind of Wilfrid by

Doubtins, and not receiving quite, this avowal, is one of the happiest touches of moral poetry. The

The form he saw as Mortham's sprite, feet which the unexpected burst of indignation and vniour pro.

Still more he fear'd it, if it stood coces on Bertram, is ag finely imagined. "-Critical Rerico.-

Hic living lord, in flesh and blood.") ** This most animating scene is a worthy companion to the ren.

(MS.-"Slow he retreats with sullen pace.") counter of Fitz-James and Roderick Dhu, in the Lady of the

T (MS.--"Retiring through the thickest wood.") Lake." - Monthly Rcriero. ), + (MS.-"At length, at slight and forble ytroke,

** (MS.--"Rein'd up their steeds by Mortham tower.") That razed the skin, his {

++ (MS.-"Yes! I beheld him fouliy slain,

By that base traitor of his train.") # [M8.-"* "Twas Mortham's spare and sinewy frame,

1: (M8.-" A kenight, so generous, brave, and true." His falcon eye, his glance of Name "l


that dew shall drain, SIMB." A thousand thoughts, and all of fear,

Falsc Risingham shall be kill'd or ta'en.") Dizzied his brain in wild career;

23 (MS.-Jealmue of Redmond's noble fire."

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And clenched teeth, and close-clasp'd hands, Yet doubts she still to tender free
In agony of soul he stands!

The wonted words of courtesy.
His downcast eye on earth is bent,

These are strong signs !--yet wherefore sigh, His soul to every sound is lent;

And wipe, etfeminate, thine eye ? For in each shout that cleaves the air,

Thine shall she be, if thou attend
May ring discovery and despair.*

The counsels of thy sire and friend.
What 'rail'd it him that brightly play'd


Scarce wert thou gone, when peep of lightT The morning sun on Mortham's glade ?

Brought genuine news of Marston's fight. All seems in giddy round to ride,

Brave Cromwell turn'd the doubtful tide,
Like objects on a stormy tide,
Seen eddying by the moonlight dim,

And conquest bless'd the right'ul side;
Imperfectly to sink and swim.

Three thousand cavaliers lie dead, What 'vail'd it, that the fair domain,

Rupert and that bold Marquis fed;

Nobles and knights, so proud of late,
Its battled mansion, hill, and plain,

Must fine for freedom and estate.
On which the sun so brightly shone,
Envied so long, was now his own ?

Of these, committed to my charge,
The lowest dungeon, in that hour,

Is Rokeby, prisoner at large; Of Brackenbury's dismal tower,

Redmond, his page, arrived to say Had been his choice, could such a doom

He reaches Barnard's towers to-day. Have open’d Mortbam's bloody tomb!

Right heavy shall his ransom be, Forced, 100, to turn unwilling ear

Unless that maid compound with thee !** To each surmise of hope or fear,

Go to her now-be bold of cheer, Murmur'd among the rustics round,

While her soul Moats 'twixt hope and fear : Who gather'd at the 'larum sound;

It is the very change of tide, He dared not turn his head away,

When best ihe female heart is triedE'en to look up to heaven to pray,

Pride, prejudice, and modesty,

Are in the current swept to sea ;tt
Or call on hell, in bitter mood,
For one sharp death-shot from the wood !

And the bold swain, who plies his oar,

May lightly row his bark to shore."
At length o'erpast that dreadful space,
Back straggling came the scatter'd chase;
Jaded and weary, horse and man,
Return'd the troopers, one by one.

Wilfrid, the last, arrived to say,

1. All trace was lost of Bertram's way, Though Redmond suill, up Brignall wood, s

The hunting tribes of air and earth The hopeless quest in vain pursued.

Respect the brethren of their birth ;# O, fatal doom of human race!

Nature, who loves the claim of kind,

Less cruel chase to each assign'd.
What tyrant passions passions chase!
Remorse from Oswald's brow is gone,

The falcon, poised on soaring wing,

Watches the wild-duck by the spring;
Avarice and pride resume their throne ;!/
The pang of instant terror by,

The slow-hound wakes the fox's lair ;
They dictate us their slave's reply :-

The greyhound presses on the hare;

The eagle pounces on the lamb;

The wolf devours the fleecy dam : "Ay-let him range like hasty hound !

Even tiger fell, and sullen bear, And if the grim woll's lair be found,

Their likeness and their lineage spare, Small is my care how goes the game

Man, only, mars kind Nature's plan, With Redmond or with Risingham.

And turns the fierce pursuit on man; Nay, answer not, thou simple boy!

Plying war's desultory irade, Thy fair Matilda, all so coy

Incursion, fight, and ambuscade, ss To thee, is of another mood

Since Nimrod, Cush's mighty son,
To that bold youth of Erin's blood.

At first the bloody game begun.
Thy dirties will she freely praise,
And pay thy pains with courtly phrase

In a rough path will oft command-

The Indian, prowling for his prey, Accept at least-thy friendly hand;

Who hears the settlers track his way, His she avoids, or, urged and pray'd,

And knows in distant forest far Unwilling takes his proffer'd aid,

Camp his red brethren of the war; While conscious passion plainly speaks

He, when each double and disguise In downcast look and blushing cheeks.

To baffle the pursuit he tries, Whene'er he sings, will she glide nigh,

Low crouching now his head to hide, And all her soul is in her eye ;

Where swampy streams through rushes glide, ( * 1" Opposed to this animated picture of ardent courage and 1 (MS.-" This Redmond brought at peep of light ingenuous youth, that of a guilty conscience, which immediately

The news of Marston's happy fight.") follows, is indescribably terrible, and calculated to achieve the **. After the battle of Marston Moor, the Earl of Newcastle rehighest and noblest purposes of dramatic fiction.-Critical Re tired beyond sea in disgust, and many of his followers laid down vieto)

their arms, and made the best composition they could with the . The contrast of the beautiful morning, and the prospect of Committees of Parliament. Fines were imposed upon the rich domain of Mortham, which ().wald was come to seize, proportion to their estates and degrees of delinquency, and then with the dark remorse and misery of his mind, is powerfully re fines were otten bestowed upon such persons us had deserved well presented : (Non domus et fundus."" &c., &c.)- Monthly Re of the Commons. In some circumstances it happened, that the vieto)

oppressed cavaliers were fain to form family alliances with some * This tower has been already mentioned. It is situated near powerful person among the triumphant party. The whole of Se the north-eastern extremity of the wall which encloses Bamard Robert Howard's excellent comedy of The Committee tums upon Castle, and is traditionally said to have been the prison. By an the plot of Mr. and Mrs. Day to enrich their family, by compet odd coincidence, it bears a name which we oturally connect with ling Arabella, whose estate was under sequestration, to an imprisonment, from its being that of Sir Robert Brackenbury, their son Abel, as the price by which she was to compound with lieutenant of the Tower of London under Edward IV. and Richard Parliament for delinquency ; that is, for attachment to the royal III. There is, indeed, some reason to conclude, that the tower may actually have derived the name from that family, for Sir ** (MS.-"In the warm ebb are swept to sea.") Robert Brackenbury himselt possessed considerable property not

lower far from Barnard Castle.

:: (MS.-"The tribes of earth and air,

meaner $ (MS. -" Though Redmond still, as unsubdued.")

In the wild chase their kindred spare." (The MS. adde :

The second couplet interpolated.) "Of Mortham's treasure now he dreama,

$$ (MS. -" Invasion, flight, and ambuscade.""} Now nursos mure ambitious schemes.}

(MS —" Where the slow waves through rishes g£de. "]


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