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Familiar was the look, and told,
Where Bothwell's turrets brave the air, Marmion and she were friends of old.
And Bothwell bank is blooming fair, The King observed their meeting eyes,
To fix his princely bowers. With something like displeased surprise;
Though now, in age, he had laid down For monarchs ill can rivals brook,
His armour for the peaceful gown,
And for a staff his brand;
And minion's pride withstand;
And even that day, at council board, "On day of truce our warden slain,
Unapt to sooth his sovereign's mood, Stout Barton killed, his vassals ta'en
Against the war had Angus stood Unworthy were we here to reign,
And chafed his royal lord. I Should these for vengeance cry in vain
XV. Our full defiance, hate, and scorn,
His giant-form, like ruined tower, Our herald has to Henry borne."
Though fallen its muscles' brawny yaunt, XIV.
Huge-boned, and tall, and grim, and gaunt, He paused, and led where Douglas stood,
Seemed o'er the gaudy scene to lower : And with stern eye the pageant viewed:
His locks and beard in silver grew; I mean that Douglas, sixth of yore,
His eyebrows kept their sable hue.
Near Douglas when the Monarch stood,
“Lord Marmion, since these letters say, And all his minions led to die
That in the north you needs must stay, On Lauder's dreary flat :
While slightest hopes of peace remain, Princes and favourites long grew tame,
Uncourteous speech it were, and stern, And trembled at the homely name
To say-Return to Lindisfarne, Of Archibald Bell-the-cat;t
Until my herald come again. The same who left the dusky vale
Then rest you on Tantallon hold; Of Hermitage in Liddesdale,
Your host shall be the Douglas bold, Its dungeons, and its towers,
A chief unlike his sires of old. * (MS.-"And, when his blood and heart were high,
"Notwithstanding, the lords held them quiet till they caused King James's minions led to die,
certain armed men to pass into the King's pallion, and txo or On Lauder's dreary flat")
three wise men to pass with them, and give the king fair pleasant + Archibald Douglas, Earl of Angus, a man remarkable for words, till they laid hands on all the King's servants, and took strength of body and mind, acquired the popular name of Bell-the
them and hanged them before his eyes over the bridge of Lawler, Cat, upon the following remarkable occasion :- James the Third, Incontinent they brought forth Cochran, and his hands bourd of whom Pitscottie complains, that he delighted more in music,
with a tow, who desired them to take one of his own pallon and "policies of building," than in hunting, bawking, and other tows and bind his hands, for he thought shame to have his tarde noble exercises, was so ill advised, as to make favourites of his bound with such tow of hemp, like a thief. The lords answered, architects and musicians, whom the same historian irreverently
he was a traitor, he deserved no better; and, fur despught, they tenns masona ind fiddlers. His nobility, who did not sympathize took a hair lether, I and hanged him over the bridge of Lawder, in the King's respect for the tine arts, were extremely incensed at above the rest of his complices."-PITSCOTTIE, p. 79, folio edit. the honours conferred on those persons, particularly on Cochrane,
1 Angus was an old man when the war against Enxland was a masun, who had been created Earl of Mar; and, seizing the resolved upon. He earnestly spoke against that measure from its opportunity, when, in 1492, the King had convoked the whole commencement; and, on the ove of the battle of Flodden, remonarray of the country to march against the English, they held a strated so freely upon the iinpolicy of tighling, that the king said midnight council, in the church of Lauder, for the purpose of for
to him, with scorti and indignation, "it he was afraid, he miatt cibly removing these minions from the King's person. When all go home." The Earl burst into tears at this insupportable insult, had agreed on the propriety of this measure, Lord Gray told the and retired accordingly, leaving his sons, George, Master of Art assembly the apalogue of the Mice, who had formed a resolution, run, and Sir Willian of Glenberrie, to command his followers. that it would be highly advantageous to their community to tie a
They were both slain in the battle, with iwo hundrint gentlemen bell round the cat's neck, that they might hear her approach at a
of the name of Douglas. The aged Earl, broken-bearted at the distance; but which public measure unfortunately miscarried, from calamities of his house and bis country, retired into a religious no mouse being willing to undertake the task of fastening the bell. house, where he died about a year after the field of Flodden "I understand the moral," said Angus, and that what we pro info The Gennan Ocean, amwut two miles east of North Borwacka pore may not lack execution, I will bell the cat." The rest of the strange scene is thus toll by Pitscottie :
The building is not seen till a close approach, as there is on “ By this was advised and spoken by thir lords foresaid, Coch
ground betwixt it and the land. The circuit is of large eateat, ran, the Earl of Mar, came from the King to the council, which fenced upon three sides by the precipice which overbunes ihr sca, council was holden in the kirk of Lauder for the time.) who was
and on the fourth by a double ditch and very strong etworks well accompanied with a bund of men of war, to the nurober of Tantallon was a principal castle of the Douglas family, and three hundred light axes, all clad in white livery, and black bende when the Earl of Angus was banished, in 1527, it continued to thereon, that they might be known for Cochrun the Earl of Mar's hold out against James V. The King went in person against it men. Himself was clad in a riding-pie of black velvet, with a
and for its reduction, borrowed from the Castle of Dunbar then great chain of gold about his neck, to the value of five hundred belonging to the Duke of Albany, two great cannons, whose crowns, and four blowing homs, with both the ends of gold and
pamer, ns Pitscottie informs us with laudable minuteness, Wife silk, set with a precious stone, called a berryl, hanging in the botcards, and two moyan, two double falcons, and four quartier
“Thrown mouth'd Meg and her Marrow;' alto. "two great with gold, and so were all the rest of his horns, and all his palling falcons ;" for the sate guiding and re-delivery of which has were of fine canvis of silk, and the cords thereof five twined silk, lords were laid in pawn at Dunbar. Yet, not withstanding all and the chains upon his pallions were double overgilt with gold.
this apparatus, James was forced to raise the siege, and only "This Cuchran was so proud in his conceit, that he counted no
afterwards obtained possession of Tantallon by treaty with the lords to be marrow's to him, therefore he rushed rudels at the kirk
governor, Simon Panango. When the Earl of Angus relutie! door. The council enquired who it was that perturbed them at
from banishment, upon the death of James he again obtaire thathtimet Sir Robert Douglas, Laird of Lochlyven, was keeper possession of Tantallon, and it actually utforural refugio knocked so rudely ? and Cochran answered, "This is 1, the Earl scribed in the text. This was no other than the celebrated ar of Mar. The which neus ploured well the lords, because they Ralph Sadler, who resided there for some time under Angus* were ready boun to cause take him, as is before rebeniscu. Then
protection, after the failure of his negotiation for matching the it the Earl of Angus past hastily to the door, and with him Sir Ro
fant Mary with Edward VI. He gays, that though this place was bert Douglas of Lochleven, there to receive in the Earl of Mar. poorly furnished, it was of such strength as mieht warrant him and so many of his complices who were there, as they thought against the malice of his enemies, and that he now thought him good. And the Earl of Angus met with the Earl of Mar, as he
self out of danger. came in at the door, and pulled the golden chain from his craig.
There is a military tradition, that the old Scottish March was and said to him, a tow* would set him better. Sir Robert Doug
meant to express the words, las syno pulled the blowing horn from him in like manner, and
Ding down Tantollon, said, 'He had been the hunter of mischiet over long. This Coch
Maka binig to the Bars , , , Tantallon was at length " dung down" and ruined by the Cove and said. It is gevod camest, and so thou shalt find: For thou and nanterka, ota yord, the Marquis of Douglas, being a favourer of the thy complices have abused our prince this long time, of whom roval cause the case and barony were sold in the basroring thou shalt have no more credence, but shal: have thy reward ac- of the cighteenth century to President Dalrymple, of Narib Bercording to thy good service, as thou hast deserved in times by past; wick, by the then Marquis of Douglas. right su the rest of thy followers.'
The very curious State Papers of this able Decorator wiere, in 1910, pube lished by Mr. Clifford, with some notes by the Author of Namion
He wears their motto on his blade,
And to his nobles loud did call,Their blazon o'er his towers displayed ;
“Lords, to the dance,--a hall! a hall !''T Yet loves his sovereign to oppose,
Himselt his cloak and sword Aung by, More than to face his country's foes.
And led dame Heron gallantly; And, I bethink me, by St. Stephen,
And minstrels, at the royal order, But e'en this morn to me was givent
Rung out-"Blue bonnets o'er the border." A prize, the first fruits of the war,
Leave we these revels now, to tell
What to Saint Hilda's maids befell,
Whose galley, as they sailed again Aod, while they at Tantallon stay,
To Whitby, by a Scot was ta'en.
Now at Dun-Edin did they bide,
Till James should of their sate decide ;
And soon, by his command,
Were gently summoned to prepare
To journey under Marmion's care,
As escort honoured, safe, and fair,
Again to English land. His proud heart swelled well nigh to break:
The abbess told her chaplet o'er,
Nor knew which saint she should implore;
For, when she thought of Constance, sore
She feared Lord Marmion's mood.
And judge what Clara must have felt! * Now, by the Bruce's soul,
The sword, that hung in Marmion's belt,
Had drunk De Wilion's blood.
Unwittingly, King James had given,
As guard to Whitby's shades, I well may say of you,
The man most dreaded under heaven That never king did subject hold,
By these defenceless maids : In speech more free, in war more bold,
Yet what petition could avail, More tender, and more true :S
Or who would listen to the tale Forgive me, Douglas, once again."
Of woman, prisoner, and nun,
Mid bustle of a war begun ?
They deemed it hopeless to avoid
'The convoy of their dangerous guide. And whispered to the King aside;
XIX. "0! let such tears unwon ted plead
Their lodging, so the King assigned, For respite short from dubious deed !
To Marmion's, as their guardian, joined; A child will weep a bramble's smart,
And thus it fell, that, passing nigh, A maid to see her sparrow part,ll
The Palmer caught the abbess' eye, A stripling for a woman's heart:
Who warned him by a scroll, But wo awaits a country, when
She had a secret to reveal, She sees the tears of bearded men.
That much concerned the church's weal, Then, O! what omen, dark and high,
And health of sinner's soul; When Douglas wets his manly eye!"
And, with deep charge of secresy,
She named a place to meet,
Within an open balcony,
Above the stately street;
At night they might in secret come. * Southward I march by break of day;
XX. And if within Tantallon strong,
At night, in secret, there they came, The good Lord Marmion tarries long,
The Palmer and the holy dame. Perchance our meeting next may fall
The moon among the clouds rose high, At Tamworth, in his castle-hall."
And all the city hum was by. The haughty Marmion felt the taunt,
Upon the street, where late before And answered, grave, the royal vaunt:
Did din of war and warriors roar, " Much honoured were my humble home,
You might have heard a pebble fall, If in its halls King James should come;
A beetle hum, a cricket sing, But Nottingham has archers good,
An owlet flap his boding wing And Yorkshire men are stern of mood;
On Giles's steeple tall. Northumbrian prickers wild and rude.
The antique buildings, climbing high, On Derby Hills the paths are steep;
Whose Gothic fronilets sought the sky, In Ouse and Tyne the fords are deep;
Were here wrapt deep in shade; And many a banner will be torn,
There on their brows the moonbeam broke And many a knight to earth be borne,
Through the faint wreaths of silvery smoke, And many a sheaf of arrows spent,
And on the casements played. Ere Scotland's King shall cross the Trent:
And other light was none to see, Yet pause, brave Prince, while yet you may.”
Save torches gliding far, The Monarch lightly turned away,
Before some chieftain of degree, * A very ancient sword, in possession of Lord Douglas, bears, This curious and valnable relic was nearly lost during the Civil ITONG a great deal of Aourishing, two hande pointing to a heart War of 1745-6, being carried away from Douglas-Castle by some which is placed betwist them, and the date 13:29, being the year in of those in arms for Prince Charles. But great interest having kojel Bruce charged the Good Lord Douglas to carry his heart been inade by the Duke of Douglas among the chief partisans of to de Holy Land. The following lines (the first couplet of which the Start, it was at length restored. It resembles a Highland in
med by Godscroft as a popular saying in his time) are in claymore, of the usual size, is of an excellent temper, and adscnbed around the emblem:
(MS.-" But yestermorn was hither driven.")
: (The two next lines are not in the original MS.) To holy grawe, and thair bury my hart;
$ 0, Dowglas! Dowglas!
Tendir and trew."
1 (M9,-"A maid to see her love depart. "'J
1 The ancient cry to make room for a dance, or pageant.
Who left the royal revelry
And then her heritage ;- it goes To bowne him for the war.
Along the banks of Tame; A solemn scene the Abbess chose;
Deep fields of grain the reaper mows,
In meadows rich the heifer lows
The falconer and huntsman knows
Its woodlands for the game. O, holy Palmer!" she began,“For sure he must be sainted man,
Shame were it to Saint Hilda dear, Whose blessed feet have trod the ground
And I, her humble vot'ress here,
Should do a deadly sin, Where the Redeemer's tomb is found ;
Her temple spoiled before mine eyes,
If this false Marmion such a prize
By my consent should win;
Yet hath our boisterous Monarch sworn, How vain to those who wed above!
That Clare shall from our house be torn, De Wilton and Lord Marmion woo'd* Clara de Clare, of Gloster's blood;
And grievous cause have I to fear, (Idle it were of Whitby's dame,
Such mandate doth Lord Marmion bear. To say of that same blood I came;)
XXIII. And once, when jealous rage was high,
"Now, prisoner, helpless, and betrayed Lord Marmion said dispiteously,
To evil power, I claim thine aid, Wilton was traitor in his heart,
By every step that thou hast trod And had made league with Martin Swart,
To holy shrine and grotto dim, When he came here on Simnel's part;
By every Martyr's tortured limb, And only cowardice did restrain
By angel, saint, and seraphim, His rebel aid on Stokefield's plain,
And by the Church of God! And down he threw his glove :--the thing
For mark :-When Wilton was betrayed, Was tried, as wont, before the King;
And with his squire forged letters laid, Where frankly did De Wilton own,
She was, alas! that sinful maid, That Swart in Guelders he had known;
By whom the deed was done, And that between them then there went
0! shame and horror to be said, Some scroll of courteous compliment.
She was a perjured nun! For this he to his castle sent;
No clerk in all the land, like her, But when his messenger returned,
Traced quaint and varying character. Judge how De Wilton's fury burned !
Perchance you may a marvel deem, For in his packet there were laid
That Marmion's paramour Letters that claimed disloyal aid,
(For such vile thing she was) should scheme And proved King Henry's cause betrayed.
Her lover's nuptial hour;, His fame thus blighted in the field
But o'er him thus she hoped to gain, He strove to clear, by spear and shield ;
As privy to his honour's stain, To clear his fame in vain he strove,
Illimitable power; For wondrous are His ways above!
For this she secretly retained Perchance some form was unobserved ;
Each proof that might the plot reveal, Perchance in prayer, or faith, he swerved ;
Instructions with his hand and seal; Else how could guiltless champion quail,
And thus Saint Hilda deigned,
Through sinner's pertidy impure,
Her house's glory to secure, “His squire, who now De Wilton saw
And Clare's immortal weal. As recreant doomed to suffer law,
XXIV. Repentant, own'd in vain,
"'Twere long, and needless, here to tell, That, while he had the scrolls in care,
How to my hand these papers fell; A stranger maiden, passing fair,
With me they must not stay. Had drenched him with a beverage rare;
Saint Hilda keep her Abbess true! His words no faith could gain.
Who knows what outrage he might do, With Clare alone he credence won,
While journeying by the way ?Who, rather than wed Marmion,
O, blessed saint, if e'er again Did to Saint Hilda's shrine repair,
I venturous leave thy calm domain, To give our house her livings fair,
To travel or by land or main, And die a vestal vot'ress there.
Deep penance may I pay ! The impulse from the earth was given,
Now, saintly Palmer, mark my prayer : But bent her to the paths of heaven.
I give this packet to thy care, A purer heart, a lovelier maid,
For thee to stop they will not dare; Ne'er sheltered her in Whitby's shade,
And, O! with cautious speed, No, not since Saxon Edeltled;
To Wolsey's hand the papers bring, Only one trace of earthly stain,
That he may show them to the King: That for her lover's loss
And, for thy well-earned meed,
Thou holy man, at Whithy's shrine
A weekly mass shall still be thine, * (" There are passages in which the flatness and tediousnese "Amys and Amclion," the one brother-in-arms, fighting for the of the narrative is relieved by no sort of beauty nor clegance of other, disguised in his armour, swears that he did not commit the diction, and which form an extraordinary contrast with the more crime of which the Steward, his antagonist, inils, tigh malr animated and finished portions of the poem. We shall not atlict cously, accused him whom bo represented. Bruntome telles our readers with more thin one speciinen of this falling off. We story of an Italian, who entered the lists upon an unjust quarrel, select it from the Abbess's explanation to De Wilton :
but, to make his cause good, fled from his enemy at the first on De Wilton ani ni Marmion wood.' &o.
ket, "Turn, coward!" exclaimed his antagonist. (and twenty-two following lines.'') -- JEFFREY )
kuid the Italian, "coward am I pone ; and in this carried will! + A Geran guneral, who commander the auxiliaries sent by fight to the death, but my first cause of combat wax unjust
, and! the Dutchess of Burzundy with Lambert Simnel. He was detented abandon it." "Je vous laivue a penser," adds Bruntome. " x't? and killed at Stokefell. The name of this German general is n'y a pas de l'abux la." Elsewhere he says, very sensibly, mon preserved by that of the field of battle, which is called, after him. the contidence which those who had a rightenis cause enter Swart-moor. There were song about him long current in Eng- tained of victory: "Un autre abus y aroit-il, que cones que land. -See Dissertation prefixed to Ritson's Ancient Songs, aroient un juste subjet de querelle, et qu'on les faisoit patret 1792, p. lxi.
aront entrer au camp, pensoient istte auseisosi vainqueurs, ! It was early necessary for those who felt themselves obliged voire s'en assuroieniils du tout, mesmes que leurs confes to believe in the divine judgment being enunciated in the trial by seurs, parrains et confidants leurs en respondoient toute: duel, to find salvos for the strange and obviously precarious sale, comme si Dieu leur en eust donne une patente; el me chances of the combat. Various curious evasive shifts, used by those who took up an unrighteous quarrel, were supposed sutli garde la punition a ce coup la pour plus grande, despiteure.ir cient to convert it into a just one. Thus, in the romance of cremplaire."-Discours sur les Duele.
While priests can sing and read.
I summon one and all: What ail'st thou ?-Speak!"-For as he took I cite you by each deadly sin, The charge, a strong emotion shook
That e'er hath soiled your hearts within; His frame; and, ere reply
I cite you by each bruial lust, They heard a faini, yet shrilly tone,
That e'er defiled your earthly dust, Like distant clarion feebly blown,
By wrath, by pride, by fear,ll That on the breeze did die;
By each o'er-mastering passion's tone, And loud the Abbess shrieked in fear,
By the dark grave, and dying groan ! "Saint Withold save us !-What is here?
When forty days are past and gone, IT Look at yon cily cross !
I cite you at your Monarch's throne, See on its battled tower appear
To answer and appear.' Phantoms, that scutcheons seem to rear,
Then thundered forth a roil of names :And blazoned banners toss!"
The first was thine, unhappy James !
Then all thy nobles came;
Crawford, Glencairn, Montrose, Argyle,
Ross, Both well, Forbes, Lennox, LyleRose on a turret octagon;
Why should I tell their separate style ? (But now is raised ihat monument,
Each chief of birth and fame, Whence royal edict rang,
Of lowland, highland, border, isle, And voice of Scotland's law was sent,
Fore-doom'd to Flodden's carnage pile, In glorious trumpet clang.
Was cited there by name; 0! be his tomb as lead to lead,
And Marmion, lord of Fontenaye, lipon iis dull destroyer's head!
Of Lutterward, and Scrivelbay; A minstrel's malisont is said.)
De Wilton, erst of Aberley, Then on its battlements they saw
The self-same thundering voice did say.** A vision, passing nature's law,
But then another spoke: Strange, wild, and dinnly seen;
"Thy fatal summons I deny, Figures that seemed to rise and die,
And thine infernal lord defy, Gbber and sign, advance and fly,
Appealing me to Him on liigh, While nought confirmed could ear or eye
Who burst the sinner's yoke." Discern of sound or mien.
At that dread accent, with a scream, Yet darkly did it seem, as there
Parted the pageant like a dream, Heralds and pursuivants prepare,
The summoner was gone. With trumpet sound, and blazon fair,
Prone on her face the Abbess fell, A summons to proclaim.
And fast, and fast, her beads did tell! But indistinct the pageant proud,
Her nuns came, startled by the yell, As fancy forms of midnight cloud,
And found her there alone. When flings the moon upon her shroud
She marked not, at the scene aghast,
What time, or how, the Palmer passed.
Shift we the scene.- The camp doth move,
Dun-Edin's streets are emply now,
Save when, for weal of those they love, “ Prince, prelate, potentate, and peer,
To pray the prayer, and vow the vow, Whose names I now shall call,
The tottering child, the anxious fair, Scottish, or foreigner, give ear!
The gray-haired sire, with pious care, Subjects of him who sent me here,
To chapels and to shrines repair. At his tribunal to appear,
Where is the Palmer now? and where * (MS.--"Dun-Edin's Cross, a pillar'd stone,
thing fubulous, was a synonyme of the grand enemy of mankind, Rose on a turret horasan :
Yet all their waminga, and uncouth tidings, nor no good (Dust unto dust, lead untu lead,
counsel, might stop the King, at this present, from his vain purOn its destroyer's drowsy
pose, and wicked enterprise, but hasted him fast to Edinburgh, Upon its base destroyer's
and there to make his provision and furnishing, in having forth of The Miastrel's malison is said.")]
his army against the day appointed, that they should meet in the La Curse
Burrow-muir of Edinburgh: That is to say, seven cannons that The Cross of Edinburgh was an ancient and curious structure. he had forth of the Castle of Edinburgh, which were called the The lower part was an octagonal tower, sixteen feet in diameter, Seven Sisters, casten by Robert Borthwick, the master-gunner, ard about hirteen feet high Atrach angle there was a pillar, and with other small artillery, bullet, powder, and all manner of order, between them an arch, of the Grecian shape. Above these was
as the master punner could devise. 1 mojectabaltlement, with a turret at each corner, and medal
"In this meantime, when they were taking forth their artillery, kurs, of rut but curious workmanship, between them. Above and the king being in the Abbey for the time, there was a cry this ruse the proper Cross, a column of one stone, upwards of heard at the Market cross of Edinburgh, at the hour of midnight, twenty for high, surmounted with a unicom. This pillar is pre proclaiming as it had been a summons, which was named and serted in the grounds of the property of Drum. near Edinburgh. called by the proclaimer thereof, The Simmons of Plotcock; The Magistrates of Edinburgh. in 1756, with consent of the Lords which desired all meu to compear, both Earl, and Lord, and de session, (proh pudor!) destroyed this curious monument, Baron, and all honest gentlernen within the town, (every man under a wonton pretext that it encumbered the street; while on
8pcified by his own name,) to compear, within the space of the one hand, they left an ugly mass called the Luckenbooths, forty days, before his master, where it should happen him to apard, m the other, an awkward, long, and low guard house, point, and be for the time, under the pain of disobedience. But
uch were fifty times more encumbrance than the venerable whether this summons was proclaimed by vain persons, nightand inoffensive Cross,
walkers, or runken men, for their pastime, or if it was a spirit, I From the tower of the Cross, so long as it remained, the her cannot tell truly : but it was shewn to me, that an indweller of alt jahlished the acts of Parliament; and its site, marked by the town, Mr. Richani Lawson, being evil disposed, ganging in radu, derging from a stona centre, in the High Street, is still his gallery-stair foreanent the Cross, hearing this voice proclaim. the plaer where proclamations are made.
ing this summons, thought marvel whit it should be, cried on his This supernatural citation is mentioned by all our Scottish servant to bring him his purse; and when he had brought him it, historians. It was. probably, like the apparition at Linlithgow, he took out a crown, and cast over the stair, saying, 'I appeal an attempt, by those averee to the war, to impose upon the super. from that summons, judgment, and sentence thereof, and takes Otros tender of James IV. The following account from Pite. me all whole in the mircy of God, and Christ Jesus his son.' Octtie is characteristically mimite, and furnishee, besides, some Verily, the author of this, that caused me write the manner of oinau particulars of the cquipment of the army of James IV. Ithis summons, was a landed gentleman, who was at that time feed raly add to it, that Plotcock, or Plutock, is no other than
twenty years of age, and was in the town the time of the said Pato, The Christians of the middle ages by no means misbe
summons; and thereafter, when the field was stricken, he swore med in the existence of the heathen deities: they only con- to me, there was no man that escaped that was called in this sidered them as devils :* and Plotcock, so far froin implying any summons, but that one man alone which made his protestation, See on this curious ohjeart, the Essay on Fairies, in the “ Boriler Min. and appealed from the said summons; but all the lave were
* ante, under the foorth hevi; also, Jackson on Unbeliel, p. 175. perished in the field with the king." Chazo alia Porto the King of Faerie:"an! Danhar names him, " Pluto, 8 (MS. -"By wrath, by fraud, by fear.") that ench in utri." if he was not actually the devil, he met be consilere TWS.-" Er diront days are pass'd and gone, a prince of the power of the air." The most remarkable instance of these
Before the mighty Monarch's throne, arena clase al superalitat, is that of the Germany, concerning the Hill of Vem, aloh se attempts to eatice all gallant knighis, and detains them
I cite you to appear.'
1."] there in a sort of Fools' Paradise
** (MS.--"In thundering tone the voice did say."] Vol. I.-3A
The Abbess, Marmion, and Clare!
That you must wend with me. Bold Douglas! to Tantallon fair
Lord Marmion hath a letter broad, They journey in thy charge :
Which to the Scottish earl he showed, Lord Marmion rode on his right hand,
Commanding, that, beneath his care, The Palmer still was with the band;
Without delay, you shall repair Angus, like Lindesay, did command,
To your good kinsman, lord Fitz-Clare." That none should roam at large.
XXX But in that Palmer's altered mien
The startled Abbess loud exclaimed ; A wondrous change might now be seen,
But she, at whom the blow was aimed, Freely he spoke of war,
Grew pale as death, and cold as lead ;Of marvels wrought by single hand,
She deemed heard her death-doom read. When lifted for a native land;
"Cheer thee, my child !" the Abbess said, And still looked high, as if he planned
"They dare not tear thee from my hand, Some desperate deed afar.
To ride alone with armed band."-
Nay, holy mother, nay”.
Fitz-Eustace said, "the lovely Clare Would first his metal bold provoke,
Will be in lady Angus' care, Then sooth or quell nis pride.
In Scotland while we stay; Old Hubert said, that never one
And, when we move, an easy ride He saw, except lord Marinion,
Will bring us to the English side,
Female attendants to provide
Befitting Gloster's heir;
By slightest look, or aci, or word,
To harass lady Clare. With all her nuns, and Clare.
Her faithful guardian he will be, No audience had lord Marmion sought;
Nor sue for slightest courtesy Ever he feared to aggravate
That e'en to stranger falls, Clara de Clare's suspicious hate;
Till he shall place her, safe and free, And safer 'twas, he thought,
Within her kinsman's halls.'' To wait till, from the nuns removed,
He spoke, and blushed with earnest grace; The influence of kinsmen loved,
His faith was painted on his face, And suit by Henry's self approved,
And Clare's worst fear relieved. Her slow consent had wrought.
The lady Abbess loud exclaimed His was no flickering flame, that dies
On Henry, and the Douglas blamed, Unless when fanned by looks and sighs,
Entreated, threatened, grieved ; And lighted oft at lady's eyes;
To martyr, saint, and prophet prayed, He longed to stretch his wille command
Against lord Marmion inveighed, O'er luckless Clara's ample land:
And called the Prioress to aid, Besides, when Wilton with him vied,
To curse with candle. bell, and book.Although the pang of humbled pride
Her head the grave Cistertian shook ; The place of jealousy supplied,
“The Douglas, and the king,” she said, Yet conquest, by that meanness won,
"In their commands will be obeyed; He almost loathed to think upon,
Grieve not, nor dream that harm can fall Led him, at umes, to hate the cause
The maiden in Tantallon hall."
The Abbess, seeing strife was vain,
Assumed her wonted state again, -
For much of state she had, -
Composed her veil, and raised her head, North-Berwick's town, and lofty Law,*
And—“ Bid," in solemn voice she said, Fitz-Eustace bade them pause awhile,
“Thy master, bold and bad, Before a venerable pile, t
The records of his house turn o'er, Whose turrets viewed, afar,
And, when he shall there written see, The lofty Bass, the Lambie Isle,
That one of his own ancestry The ocean's peace or war.
Drove the monks forth of Coventry, s At tolling of a bell, forth came
Bid him his fate explore! The convent's venerable dame,
Prancing in pride of earthly trust, And prayed saint Hilda's Abbess rest
His charger hurled him to the dust, With' her, a loved and honoured guest,
And, by a base plebeian thrust, Till Douglas should a bark prepare,
He died his band before. To waft her back to Whitby fair.
God judge 'twixt Marmion and me; Glad was the Abbess, yon may guess,
He is a chief of high degree, And thanked the Scottish prioress;
And I a poor recluse; And tedious ''were to tell, I ween,
Yet oft, in holy writ, we see The courteous speech thai passed between.
Even such weak minister as me O'erjoyed the nuns their palfreys leave;
May the oppressor bruise; But when fair Clara did intend,
For thus, inspired, did Judith slay Like them, from horseback to descend,
The mighty in his sin, Fitz-Eustace said, -" I grieve,
And Jael thus, and Deborah,"— Fair lady, grieve e'en from my heart,
Here hasty Blount broke in: Such gentle company to part;-
"Fitz-Eustace, we must march our band; Think not discourtesy,
St. Anton' fire thee! wilt thou stand But lords' cominands must be obeyed;
All day, with bonnet in thy hand, And Marmion and the Douglas said,
To hear the Lady preach? * (MS.--"North Berwick's town, and conic Law."'l
ferocia, et astucia, fere nullo suo tempore impar." This Barot, + The convent alluded to is a foundation of Cistertian nuns,
having expelled the Monks from the church of Coventry, was 90% near North Berwick, of which there are still some remains. It
long of experiencing the divine judgment, as the same monks no was founded by Duncan, Earl of Fife, in 1216.
doubt, termed his disaster. llavine waged a feudal war with the 1 (MS.-" The lotiy Bass, the Lamb's green isle.")
Earl of Chester, Marmion's borse fell as he charged in the van of
his troop, against a body of the Earl's followers: the rider's thische $ This relates to the catastrophie of se real Robert de Marmion, in being broken by the fall, his head was cut off by a cominon foot the reign of King Stephen, whom William of Newhury describes goldier, ere he could receive any succour. The whole story is with somo attributcs of my ficutious hero : "Homo bellicosus, I told by William of Newbury,