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Barcaldine's arm is high in air,

upon him. He then announces, that And Kinloch-Alline's blade is bare ;

warning from above forbids him to Black Murthok's dirk has left its sheath, And clench'd is Dermid's hand of death.

celebrate the proposed nuptials, and Their mutter'd thrcats of vengeance swell

immediately sets sail. The consterInto a wild and warlike yell;

nation of Lorn is increased by the Onward they press with weapons high, sudden disappearance of Edith, who The affrighted females shriek and fly,

it appears had fled along with her And, Scotland, then thy brightest ray. Had darken'd ere its noon of day,

nurse, no one knows where. konald, But every chief of birth and farne,

however, beholds all these events That from the Isles of Ocean came,

with secret satisfaction. At Ronald's side that hour withstood

After this day of agitation, all the Fierce Lorn's relentless thirst for blood.

guests of Artornish at length retire • Brave Torquil from Dunvegan high,

to rest. Bruce and his brother, when Lord of the misty hills of Skye,

sunk in repose, are alarmed by the Mac-Niel, wild Bara's ancient thane, sound of footsteps in their apartment. Duart, of bold Clan Gillian's strain, Fergus, of Canna's castled bay,

They are re-assured, however, by disMac-Duffith, Lord of Colonsay,

covering that this mysterious visitor Soon as they saw the broadswords glance,

is Ronald. That chieftain then owns With ready weapons rose at once,

and does homage to Bruce as his soveMore prompt, that many an ancient feud, Full oft suppress’d, full oft renew'd,

reign, and proffers apologies for havGlow'd 'twist the chieftains of Argyle,

ing been induced to bear arms against And many a lord of ocean's isle.

him. Bruce confides to him his de. Wild was the scene-each sword was bare, signs and hopes of regaining his rightBack stream'd each chieftain's shaggy hair, ful possession, and they deliberate on In gloomy opposition set, Eyes, hands, and brandish'd weapons met ;

the course to be followed. They de. Blue gleaming o'er the social board,

termine to repair, first to Skye, thence Flash'd to the torches many a sword;

to coast the Hebrides, and call out And soon those bridal lights may shine their brave inhabitants to the defence On purple blood for rosy wine.

of their monarch, To the shore of While thus for blows and death prepared,

Skye we are therefore conducted, Each heart was up, each weapon bared,

The chiefs, in passing by the most deEach foot advanced, surly pause solate part of it, are tempted to land Still reverenced hospitable laws.

and hunt the deer. This gives the All menaced violence, but alike Reluctant each the first to strike,

poet an opportunity to describe the (For aye accursed in minstrel line · remarkable scenery which occurs in Is he who brawls ’mid song and wine, this quarter, and which he has done And, match'd in numbers and in might, 'in'a Doubtful and desperate seem'd the fight.)

a singularly powerful and striking Thus threat and murinur died away, Till on the crowded hall there lay Such silence, as the deadly still,

Rarely human eye has known Ere bursts the thunder on the hill,

A scene so stern as that dread lake,

With its dark ledge of barren stone.

Seems that primeval earthquake's sway The tumult is appeased by the ar Hath rent a strange and shatter'd way rival of the Abbot, for the purpose of Through the rude bosom of the hill, performing the nuptial ceremony.

And that each naked precipice,

Sable ravine, and dark abyss, This person is disposed to view Bruce

Tells of the outrage still. with the utmost hostility, both as the

The wildest glen, but this, can show enemy of Lorn, and on account of Some touch of Nature's genial glow; the profanation of which he had been On high Benmore green mosses grow, guilty in slaying Comyn at the altar,

And heath-bells bud in deep Glencroe,

And copse on Cruchan-Ben; Compelled, however, by a supernatu

But here, above, around, below, sal impulse, he pronounces blessings On mountain or in glen,



Nor tree, nor shrub, nor plant, nor flower, Then thought he of his mother's tower,
Nor aught of vegetative power,

His little sisters' green-wood bower,
The weary eye inay ken.

How there the Easter-gambols pass,
For all is rocks at random thrown,

And of Dan Joseph's lengthen'd inass.
Black wares, bare crags, and banks of stone, But still before his weary eye
As if were here denied

In rays prolong'd ihe blazes die-
The summer sun, the spring's sweet dew, Again he roused him on the lake
That clothe with many a varied hue look'd forth, where now the twilight-flake
The bleakest mountain-side.

Of pale cold dawn began to wake.

On Coolin's cliff's the inist lay furld,
And wilder, forward as they wound,
Were the proud cliff's ard lake profound.

The morning breeze the lake had curld,

The short dark waves, heaved to the land, Huge terraces of granite black Afforded rude and cumber'd track;

With ceaseless plash kiss'd cliffor sand ;For from the mountain hoar,

It was a slumbrons sound-he turn'd Hursd houdlong in some night of fear,

To tales at which his youth had burn'd, When yell'd the wolf and Hed the deer,

Of pilgrim's path by demon crossid,
Loose crags had toppled o'er ;

Of sprightly elf or yelling ghost,

Of the wild witch's baneful cot, And some, chance-poised and balanced, lay,

And mermaid's alabaster grot,
So that a stripling arm might sway

Who bathes her limbs in suunless well
A mass no host could raise,
In Nature's rage at random thrown,

Deep in Strathaird's enchanted cell.
Yet trembling like the Druid's stone

Thither in tancy rapt he tries,

And on his sight the vaults arise ;
On its precarious base.

That hut's dark walis he sees no inore,
The evening mists, with ceaseless change,
Now clothed the mountains' lofty range,

His foot is on the marble floor,

And o'er his head the dazzling spars
Now left their foreheads bare,

Gleam like a firmament of stars!
And round the skirts their mantle furia,
Or on the sable waters curid,

--Hark! hears he not the sea-nymph speak Or, on the eddying breezes whirld,

Her anger in that thrilling shriek ?

No! all too late, with Allan's dreain
Dispersed in middle air.
And oft, condensed, at once they lower,

Mingled the captive's warning scream ! When, brief and fierce, the mountain shower

As from the ground hc strives to start, Pours like a torrent down,

A ruffian's dagger finds his heart! And when return the sun's glad beams,

Upward he casts his dizzy eyes,... Whiten'd with foam a thousand streams

Murmurs his master's name,...and dies! Leap from the mountain's crown. The two chiefs instantly start up,

and avenge the death of Allan by The chiefs are now informed, that that of his murderers. Next morntheir bark, by a sinistrous accident, ing, on leaving the hut, they are surhas been compelled to quit the shore. prised by the appearance of Edward They are fain therefore to accept the Bruce, who, according to their arinvitation of several very suspicious

rangements, should have gone to personages, to enter their hut. Ro- Ireland. He informs them, that a nald and Bruce determine to watcli, general movement in favour of naby turns, along with Allan, a young tional independence, and of Bruce, chief who accompanies them. The has taken place throughout Scotland, two former complete their watches and the arrival of that chief is only with care and safety, but with Allan waited for to make a general rising. the case was otherwise.

The party immediately leave Skye,

and we have a very gay and pleasing To Allan's cyes was harder task,

picture of their voyage along the The weary watch their safeties ask. lle trimm'd the fire, and gave to shine

coast of the Hebrides, witir notices of With bickering light the splinter'd pine ;

the different passing islands. We seThen gazed awhile, where silent laid lect the following: Their hosts were shrouded by the plaid. But little fear waked in his mind,

Merrily, merrily, goes the bar For he was bred of martial kind,

On a breeze from the northward free, And, if to manhood he arrive,

So shoots through the morning sky the lark, May match the boldest knight alive.

Or the swan through the suinmer seil.


In a

The shores of Mull on the eastward lay, Blame ye the Bruce ?-his brother blamed, And Ulva dark and Colonsay,

But shared the weakness, while ashamed, And all the group of islets gay

With haughty laugh his head he turn'd, That guard famed Staffa round.

And dash'd away the tear he scorn'd.
Then all unknown its columns rose,
Where dark and undisturb'd repose

convent upon this island, The cormorant had found,

Bruce meets his sister Isabel, the And the shy seal had quiet home, And welter'd in that wondrous dome,

lady who had accompanied him at Where, as to shame the temples deck'd the castle of Artornish, and who, By skill of earthly architect,

we omitted to mention, possessed the Nature herself, it seem'd, would raise

secret heart of Ronald.

Nor was A Minster to her Maker's praise ! Not for a meaner use ascend

his passion unreturned; but this highHer columns, or her arches bend;

minded lady now determines to deNor of a theme less solemn teils

vote herself to the cloister, and to be That mighty surge that ebbs and swells, no bar to the performance of Ronald's And still, between each awful pause, From the high vault an answer draws,

reluctant engagement to Edith.In varied tone prolong'd and high,

Bruce in vain endeavours to shake That mocks the organ's melody.

her resolution. It behoves us now Nor doth its entrance front in vain

also to mention, that Bruce had found, To old Iona's holy fane,

prisoner in the hands of the ruilians That Nature's voice might seem to say, * Well hast thou done, frail Child of clay! of Skye, a youthful, but mute min. Thy humble powers that stately shrine

strel, who now accompanies him, and Task'd high and hard--but witness mine!" whom the reader soon discovers to be

Edith. She continues to attend the He at length reaches the Island of chiefs in this disguise. We are next Arran, where he meets a chosen band conducted to Bruce's castle on Carof adherents, many of whom had rickshore, which he is made to attack, either fought, or had lost relations, at and succeed in taking. This Mr the battle of Falkirk. This gives Scott candidly admits to be against rise to solemn and interesting reflec- the truth of history, but conceives tions.

himself fully entitled, for the sake of

poetical effect, to make this small vaOh, War! thou hast thy fierce, delight,

riation. Our limits will not allow Thy gleams of joy, intensely bright! Such gleams, as from thy polish'd shield

us to enter into any of the details of Fly dazzling o'er thy battle.field ! this expedition, though it includes Such transports wake, severe and high, many interesting situations and bril. Amid the pealing conquest-cry ;

liant descriptions. The following 'exScarce less, when, after battle lost, Muster the remnants of a host,

hibits the feelings which arise at the And as each comrade's name they tell,

conclusion :
Who in the well-fought conflict fell,
Knitting stern brow o'er flashing eye, The Bruce hath won his father's hall!
Vow to avenge them or to die

" Welcome, brave friends and comrades Warriors !_and where are warriors found,

all, If not on martial Britain's ground?

Welcome to mirth and joy!.
And who, when waked with note of fire, The first, the last, is welcome here,
Love more than they the British lyre ? From lord and chieftain, prince and peer,
Knox ye not,-hearts to honour dear!

To this poor speechless boy.
That joy, deep-thrilling, stern, severe, Great God! once more my sire's abode
At which the heart.strings vibrate high, Is mine-behold the floor I trode
And wake the fountains of the eye ?

In tottering infancy !
And blame ye, then, the Brace, if trace And there the vaulted arch, whose sound
Of tear is on his manly face,

Echoed my joyous shout and bound When, scanty reliques of the train

In boyhood, and that rung around
That bail'd at Scone his early reign.

To youth's unthinking glee !"
This patriot band around him hung,
And to bis knees and bosoin clung ?--

The next canto conducts us to the


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great crisis of the poem, and to the The mail, the acton, and the spear,
most memorable event in Scottish Strong hand, high heart, are useless here !
history, the battle of Bannockburn. Loud froin the mass confused the cry

or dying warriors swells on high,
There seems to be an impression, as And steeds that shriek in agony !
if Mr Scott here had not quite fulfil They came like mountain-torrent red,
led the expectations formed of such a That thunders o'er its rocky bed ;
subject, described by such a poet.-

They broke like that same torrent's wave,

When swallow'd by a darksome cave. This, it is probable, proceeds partly Billows on billows burst and boil, from these expectations having been Maintaining still the stern turmoil, raised to an extravagant height. So

And to their wild and tortured groan far as there is any failure, we ascribe

Each adds new terrors of his own! it to the intimate and accurate acquaintance of Mr Scott with all the We must finally notice, that Edith, historical particulars of this memora- in her former disguise, still accomble action. To alter these, even to panied the Scottish army. After the add to them, might have appeared a expedition to Carrick, she had retired species of profanation. But tactical into the same convent with Isabel.details, and strict adherence to fact, But that lady, who still nobly mcdiare scarcely.compatible with that wild tated her union with Ronald, as soon licence of fancy, which seems neces

as tidings arrived of the great apsary to produce the highest flights of proaching events, urged her fair compoetical genius. Yet few passages panion to quit this retirement, and in modern poetry can compare with again assume her former disguise.--the following:

Much reluctance is felt or feigned by

Edith, at a step thus repugnant to It was a night of lovely June,

female decorum : but, High rode in cloudless blue the moon,

Demayet smiled bencath her ray ; Old Stirling's towers arose in light,

Oh, blame her not!—when zephyrs wake, And, twined in links of silver bright, The aspen's trembling leaves must shake; Her winding river lay.

When beams the sun through April's shower, Ah, gentle planet ! other sight

It needs must bloom, the violet flower ; Shall greet thee, next returning night, And Love, howe'er the maiden strive, Of broken arms and banners tore,

Must with reviving hope revive !
And marshes dark with human core,

A thousand soft excuses came,
And piles of slaughter'd men and horse, To plead his cause 'gainst virgin shame.
And forth that floats the frequent corse, Pledged by their sires in earliest youth,
And many a wounded wretch to plain He had her plighted faith and truth,
Beneath thy silver light in vain !

Then, 'twas her Liege's strict command,

And she, beneath his royal hand, To which we may add the descrip- A ward in person and in laud :tion of the English cavalry sinking And, last, she was resolved to stay into the pits dug for them by the Only brief spaceone little day

Close hidden in her safe disguise Scots.

From all, but most from Ronald's eyes

But once to see him more !por blame Rushing, ten thousand horsemen came Her wish to hear him name her name ! With spears in rest, and hearts on tame,

Then, to bear back to solitude
That panted for the shock !

The thought, he had his falsehood rued !
With blazing crests and banners spread,
And trumpet-clang and clamour dread,
The wide plaid thunder'd to their tread,

She accordingly departs. From
As far as Stirling rock.

the top of Demayet she views the Down! down ! in headlong overthrow, battle of Bannockburn, and by an Horseman and horse, the foremost go,

incident, perhaps somewhat strained, Wild floundering on the field ! The first are in destruction's gorge,

is made to contribute in no small deTheir followers wildiy o'er them urge ;

gree to the catastrophe. Ronald re. The knightly helm and shield, cognizes and at once owns the power


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of her charms ; and the celebration of A Translation of the Psalms of the battle of Bannockburn is one with David, with Notes, by Samuel Horsthat of the nuptials of Ronald and ley, L. L. D. F.R.S. F. A. S. late Edith.

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