| Show I 1 I 1 of the lale I 1 I 1 BT am WALTER acott I 1 continued am standard ortall sunday momina 0 the mountain ridge ask anco abe saxon stood in sullen trance till moray pointed with ills lance and cried behold yon isle I 1 see I 1 none are left to guard its strand but women weak that ring the hand tie there of yore tile robber hand Their booty wont to pile MY purse aith bonnet pieces store to him will swi 1 n a bow shot oer and luoto a shallop from the ebore lightly viell the war wolf then lords of his mate and brood Q den forth from ahli ranks a spearman sp earmen sprung on earth his claque and co rs I 1 0 t rung ile plunged him in the wave all saw the deed the purpose know and to their clai bon venue A mingled echo gave the saxons shout their in at 0 to cheer the helpless females scream for fear and yells for rago the mountaineer then as by the outcry riven poured down at once the louring heaven 1 A whirlwind swept loch katrines breast her billows reared their snowy crest well forthe swimmer swelled they high TO mar the highland marksmann marks mans eye for round him showered mid rain and hall the vengeful arrows of the gael in vain ile nears the isle and lot ilia hand is on a obal lops bow just then a flash of lightning came it tinged the waves and strand with films 0 I 1 marked Dunc widowed dame behind an oak I 1 saw her stand A naked dirk gleamed in her hand it darkened but amid the moan of waves I 1 heard a dying groan the spearman floats A weltering loiso roiso beside boate and the stern matron oer him stood her hand and dagger streaming blood I 1 11 4 revenged Re vengel rev engell the saxons cried the gaeds gaels exulting shout replied despite the elemental ra ge again they hurried to engage but ere they closed in ties p crate light bloody with spurring came a knight sprung from his horse arid from a crag waved the hosts a milk white flag clarion and trumpet by ilia side rung forth a druco note high and wd I 1 while in the monarc Is na e a ar an heralds voice forbade th war for Both wells lord ard roderick bold AV ti I 1 1 1 I I 1 but here the lay made sudden stand the harp escaped tile minstrels handl oft had he stolen a glance to spy brooked his minstrel at first the chieftain to the chime with lifted bands kept feeble time that motion ceased yet feeling strong varied ilia look as changed the song at length no more his deafened ear the minstrel melody can hear his jace grows sharp his hands are clenched As if some pang his heart rings wrenched set are his his fading eye Is sternly fixed on vacancy thus motionless and drew ills parting breath stout roderick abut old allan bano looked on aghast while grim and still his spirit passed but when he fiad that life was fled ile poured his wailing oer the dead LAUZ VT and art thou cold and lowly laid thy foremans fo emans dread thy peoples aid Bread albanes boast clan albines alpines Al pines shade I 1 for thee shall none a requiem say F 0 thee who loved the nl astrella lay for thee of Both wells house the atay tile shelter of tier exiled line ean in this prison bouse of thine ill wail for Al pines honored pine I 1 ehst groans shall yonder valleys fill I 1 what shrieks of grief shall rend yon hill I 1 what tears of burning ago shall thrill when couns thy fribo thy battles done thy fall before the race was won thy sword ere set of sun I 1 there breathes not clansman of thy line but would have given me life for thine 0 wo for Al pines honored pine I 1 I 1 sad was thy lot on mortal stage I 1 tile captive thrush may brook the I 1 cage the prisoner eagle dies for rago brave spirit do not scorn my atta lul and when its notes awake again eon she so long beloved in vain shall with my harp her voice corn abne and mix her woo and tears with mine to wall clan albines alpines honoured honour ed ellen the while with bursting heart remained in lordly where played with many coloured gleams through storied pane the rising beams in vain on glided roof they fall and lightened up a tapo wall and for tier use a menial strain A rich collation spread in vain the banquet proud the chamber gay scarce drew one curious glance as tray I 1 1 I 1 1 ir 1 or I 1 I 1 44 ar f I 1 1 I 1 I 1 1 or if she looked etwas but to say with bitter omen dawned the day that lone isle where waved on I 1 ig h the dun doers tilde for canopy where oft her noble father shared the simple her care prepared while eufra lufra crouching by tier side her claimed with jealous pride and Douglass bent on bowland game spoke of the chase to malcolm gamme whom answer oft at random made of his thoughts ie frayed those lie such simple joys have known Ari taught to prize them uben gone but sadden see she lifts tier head I 1 alie window seeks with cautious tread what distant to win tier in alite hour I 1 twos from a turret that oer bung her latticed bower the strain wag sting A aw LAY 01 TIIE HUNTSMAN my hawk is tried of perch and flood my idle greyhound lothes his fiodo bly horse is weary of bis stall aird I 1 am sick of captive thrall I 1 A lah I 1 w e to as I 1 bave been hunting the hart in forest green with bended bow and bloodhound free for the life is deot for me 1 I hato to learn the ebb ol 01 time from yon drill steeples drowsy chime or mark atas the sunbeams crawl inch after inch along the wall the lark was wont my matins ring T I 1 e sable rock I 1 my vespers sing these towers although a kings they be have not a hall of joy for me no more at dawning morn I 1 rise and sun mv sell in ellens eyes Dri fleet deer the forest urb and homeward wend with evening dew A blithesome welcome blithely meet and lay my trophies at her feet while fled tile eve on wing of glee that life is lost to love and me I 1 I 1 abe heartsick heart sick lay was gordly said the had not turned her bead it crinkled trin kled still the starting tear achen light a footstep struck tier ear and Snow douns graceful knight was near she turned the hastier lest again the prisoner should renew his strain 0 O nelcome brave fitzjames fitz james I 1 she said how may an almost orphan mard pay the deep say not so I 1 to me no gratitude you 0 0 not mine alas I 1 the abton to give aad bid thy noble father live I 1 can but be thy guide sweet maid with Scot lands king thy aid no tyrant be though ire and pride may lead ills better mood asido come ellen come I 1 ati s more than time ile holds his court at morning prime with beating heart and bosom wrung aeto abr afa gently he dried the falli ng tear and gently whispered hope and cheer her if I A it 1 I through gallery fair and high arcade till at his touch its ings of pride A portal arch unfolded vi ide IVI within etwas brilliant all and light A thronging scene of figures bright it glon ed on ellend dazzled sight As m hen the setting sun has given ten thousand auest huest summer even and from their tissue fancy frames aerial knights and fairy dames still by fitzjames fitz james tier footing staid A few fant steps able forward made then slow her drooping head she raised and fearful round the presence gazed for him she sought owned this the dreaded prince whose will was fato f she gazed on many a princely port might well have railed a royal court on many a splendid garb she then turned bewildered and amazed for all bare and in the room fitzjames fitz james alone wore cap and plume to him each ladys look was lent on him each la eye was bent I 1 midst fare and silks and jewels sheen stood in simple lincoln green tho centro of the ring and Snow douns knight Is scotland a king I 1 As wreath of snow on mountain breast slides froin the rock that gave it rest poor ellen glided from her stay and at the monarchs feet she lay no word her choking voice coin mands she showed the ring she clasped her bands 0 1 not A moment aoud be brook the generous prince that suppliant look I 1 gently he raised her while checked with a glante the drel am graceful but grave her brow lie kissed and bade tier terrors be dismissed yes fair the wandering poor FI tz james tile fealty of scotland chatims to ili in thy boes woes thy R ashes bring ile will redeem his dignat ring ask naught for douglas yester even ills prince and lie have muth forgiven from elande rou a I 1 1 from his robot kins nian krong we boull not to tile vulgar crowd yield what they craved with clamour loud I 1 CAI aly we heard and judged his cause our council aided and ofir law 8 I 1 stanched stan ched thy fathers death feud stern with stout da baur vaur and gray glen cairn and B loid henceforth we own the friend and bulwark of our throne I 1 1 I 1 I 1 I 1 P I 1 to be continued I 1 I 1 11 0 I 1 I 1 j 1 1 I 1 I 1 I 1 I 1 I 1 I 1 I 1 I 1 I 1 1 I 1 1 1 4 11 I 1 I 1 I 1 tf Z L I 1 |
