Show THE LADT LADY OF THE LAKE LM ailt SM aa wi TEB LTER am from sundays Sunda yf morning canto III the gathering I 1 roll rolls bia his ccase leim le course tito race of 3 ore who limed danced our infancy upon their knee k and told our marvelling mar velling boyhood legends store of their strange ventures happa by and or sea how flow are they blotted from tho the tiling things that be I 1 how flow few all weak and withered of their force wait on the tile verge of dark eternity like stranded wrecks the tido tide returning hoarse to sweep them from our sight I 1 time rolls his ceaseless course yet he live hero there still who can remember well how ilow when ft hen a mou mountain etain chief his bugle blew coth voth field held and arid forest dingle cliff and dell and solitary heath the signal knew e W and fart the faithful lan clan around him drew i whit time the warning note was keenly wound what time aloft theirl their kindred indred banner flew while clamorous war ar apes pipes yelled the tile gathering soun sound and while I 1 hie lie hery fiery ross cross glanced like a meteor round it tho the summer dawns reflected hue to purple changed loch katrine blue mildly and soft the western breeze just kissed the lake just stirred the trees and the pleased lake like maiden coy trembled but dimpled not for joy the mountain shadows on her breast were neither broken nor at rest in bright uncertainty they lie like future pys joys to ee eye the water lily to the light her chalice reared of silver bright rile doe due a awoke oke and to the tile lawn Bege Be mined with dewdrops dew duft drops led her I 1 fawn I 1 T the lie gray mist left the mountain side rile honed its glistening pride la in in flecked sky la rile lark re e it down her revelry me bitile ii k bird and tile speckled good morrow gave from brake and bush in answer cooed the dove her iler notes of peace and rest and love lov e I 1 of beace no thought of rest assuaged the storm in rodericks breast with sh eathel broadsword in ilia his hand abrupt he paced the islet strand and eyel the tile rising sun u and laid hie ilis hand on his impatient blade beneath a rock his vassal vassala care was prompt the ritual to prepare with daei and meaning fraught for such antiquity had taught was preface meet ere 3 et abroad the cross of fire take its road tho tile shrinking hand blood oft aghast at tile impatient glance he cast touch such gruce tha mountain eagle threw As from the cliffs of benvenue ben bon venue she spread her dark sails ua the W wind ind and high in middle heaven redi reclined aed with her broad shadow on the lake silenced bilen ced the warblers of the brake IV A heap of withered boughs was piled of lumper juniper and rowan wild mingled Aling led with shivers from froin the oak kent rent by the recent brian the hermit by it stood barefooted in his frock and hool ili his board and matted hair obscured a usage visage 6 at f despair his ilia naked arms and ani lel 1 j oer the scars of frantic penance boro bore that monk of sava 0 o form and face th f impending danger of his ilia race drawn from deepest solitude far in Ben harrow harrows a bosom rude not his the mien of christain priest but dauida from tile grave released whose hardened heart and eye might brook on oa human sacrifice ac to look and much said heathen of lore mixed in the charms ho he muttered oer the hallowed hallow cd creed gave only worse and deadlier emphasis of curso curs 0 no 0 peasant bought sought that herin hermits its prayer his ilia cave care the pilgrim shunned with care tho the eager huntsman knew his bound and in mid chase called off his hound or if in lonely glen or strath tho tile desert dweller met his path ue ile prayed and aigner tho the cross bo be tween while terror error took devotions mien V of brians birth strange tales were told his mother watched a midnight add dd built deep within a dreary glen where scattered lay tho the bones of men veu in somo some forgotten battle slain and bleached by driffin drift drifting in wind and rain it might have tamed a it warriors heart to lew view such mockery i f liis ills art I 1 cho the knotgrass knot grass gram fettered there the hand I 1 which once could burst an iron band one ki h the broad and ampre bone hove that buckl ered heart to fear unknown n A feeble and a timorous guest the field fare framed her lowly nest chere tho the blow slow blindworm blind worm left li lime slime on tho the fleet bimbi that mocked a at time and there too lay tho tile leaders skull still wreathed with chaplet flus flushed hedi i and full for heath belt with her purple bloom supplied tho the bonnet and the plume plums all night in this sad glen tho maid mald sate shrouded in her she said no shepherd bought her eide side no hunters hand band her untied yet neer agam again to braid her hair rho the virgin snood did aiko alice wear gone was her maiden glee glea and sport I 1 her ter maiden girdle all too ahoi t nor sought ehe alle from that fatal night or holy boly church or blessed rit rite e but locked her secret in her tier breast and died in travail tn to it in Suil doys moring herald |