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Introduction to Canto Second.

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When these waste glens with copse were lined,
And peopled with the hart and hind. BIRKET FOSTER.
Oft in my mind such thoughts awake,
By lone Saint Mary's silent lake.

BIRKET FOSTER.
For though, in feudal strife, a foe
Hath laid Our Lady's chapel low.

Birker Foster.
Then gaze on Dryhope's ruin'd tower,
And think on Yarrow's faded flower.

BIRKET FOSTER.

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Canto Second - The Convent.

STANZA

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Joux GILBERT.

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BIRKET FOSTER.

VIGNETTE TITLE TO THE CANTO.

John GilberT.
Where, from high Whitby's cloister'd pile,
Bound to St. Cuthbert's Holy Isle.

BIRKET Foster.
'Twas sweet to see these holy maids,
Like birds escaped to green-wood shades.
Monk-Wearmouth soon behind them lay,
And Tynemouth's priory and bay.

BIRKET FOSTER.
They pass'd the tower of Widderington,
Mother of many a valiant son.
Then did the Alne attention claim,
And Warkworth, proud of Percy's name. Burket FOSTER.
Thy tower, proud Bamborough, mark'd they there,
King Ida's castle, huge and square.

Birker FOSTER.
Then from the coast they bore away,
And reach'd the Holy Island's bay.

Birker Foster.
The Castle with its battled walls.

Birker Foster.
The ancient Monastery's halls.

Birker FOSTER.
Down to the haven of the Isle,
The Monks and nuns in order file,

Joux (LBERT.

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VigneTTE TITLE TO THE CANTO.
By glen and streamlet winded still,
Where stunted birches hid the rill.
Resting upon his pilgrim staff,
Right opposite the Palmer stood,
And rested with his head a space,
Reclining on his hand.
Of lofty roof, and ample size,
Beneath the castle deep it lies.
Long since, beneath Dunfermline's nave,
King Alexander fills his grave.
Apart, and nestling in the hay,
Of a waste loft, Fitz-Eustace lay.

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Canto Fourth — The Camp.
Vignette Title to the Canto.

JOHN GILBERT.
Gaping for fear and ruth, they saw
The charger panting on his straw.

John GILBERT.
There narrower closed, till over head
A vaulted screen the branches made.

Birker Foster.
Attendant on a King-at-arms,
Whose hand the armorial truncheon held. John GilbERT.
At length up that wild dale they wind,
Where Crichtoun Castle crowns the bank, Birket Foster.
Crichtoun! though now thy miry court
But pens the lazy steer and sheep.

Birker Foster.
With eyes scarce dried, the sorrowing dame,
To welcome noble Marmion, came.

John GILBERT.
In Scotland, far beyond compare
Linlithgow is excelling.

Birker Foster.
High o'er my head, with threatening hand,
The spectre shook his naked brand.

Joun Gilbert.
Blackford! on whose uncultured breast. Birker Foster.
Piled deep and massy, close and high,
Mine own romantic town!

Birket Foster.

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Introduction to Canto Fifth.

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Stern then, and steel-girt was thy brow,
Dun-Edin! O, how alter'd now.
VIGNETTE-Sunning Hill.

BIRKET FOSTER. 241
BIRKET FOSTER. 250

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Canto Fifth-The Court.
VIGNETTE TITLE TO THE Canto.

John GILBERT.
Their men the warders backward drew,
And carried pikes as they rode through. John GILBERT.
Young knights and squires, a lighter train,
Practised their chargers on the plain.

John GilbeRT.
Old Holy-Rood rung merrily,
That night, with wassell, mirth, and glee. BJRKET Foster.
Through this mix'd crowd of glee and game,
The King to greet Lord Marmion came. John GILBERT.
Dame Heron rises with a smile
Upon the harp to play.

John Gilbert.
Where Bothwell's turrets brave the air,
And Bothwell bank is blooming fair.

Birker FOSTER.
And to his nobles loud did call,
" Lords, to the dance-a hall! a hall!”. John GILBERT.
Dun-Edin's Cross, a pillar'd stone,
Rose on a turret octagon.

Birket Foster.
Fitz-Eustace bade them pause a while,
Before a venerable pile.

Birket FOSTER.
Whence oft the Warder could descry
The gathering ocean-storm.

BIRKET Foster.

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Introduction to Camto Sixth.

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Birket Foster. 305

Mertoun-House, the seat of Hugh Scott, Esq.
The heir, with roses in his shoes,
That night might village partner choose.

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STANZA

BIRKET FOSTER.

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Canto Sixth— The Battle.
VIGNETTE TITLE TO THE CANTO.

John GILBERT.
- Tantallon's dizzy steep
Hung o'er the margin of the deep.
Bulwark, and bartisan, and line,
And bastion, tower, and vantage-coign. Birket Foster.
She raised her eyes in mournful mood, -
Wilton himself before her stood !

John GILBERT.
That night, upon the rocks and bay,
The midnight moonbeam slumbering lay. Birket FOSTER.
Then at the altar Wilton kneels.

Joax Gilbert,
And when Lord Marmion reach'd his band,
He halts, and turns with clenchéd hand. John GILBERT.
And heedful watch'd them as they cross'd
The Till by Twisel Bridge.

Birket Foster.
Dark Flodden! on thy airy brow.

Birket Foster,
Eustace held Clare upon her horse,
Old Hubert led her rein.

John GILBERT.
At length the freshening western blast
Aside the shroud of battle cast.

John GILBERT.
The falcon-crest and plumage gone,
Can that be haughty Marmion !

John GILBERT
When, with the Baron's casque, the maid .
To the nigh streamlet ran.

Joux GILBERT.
With dying hand, above his head,
He shook the fragment of his blade.

Joux GILBERT.
To moated Lichfield's lofty pile.

BIRKET Foster.

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