And that Red King,1 who, while of old, The Necromancer's felon might; And well in modern verse hast wove Hear, then, attentive to my lay, A knightly tale of Albion's elder day. His lips were great, and hung aside; Lothly he was to look on than, And liker a devil than a man. His staff was a young oak, Hard and heavy was his stroke." Specimens of Metrical Romances, vol. ii. p. 136. I am happy to say, that the memory of Sir Bevis is still fragrant in his town of Southampton; the gate of which is sentineled by the effigies of that doughty knight-errant and his gigantic associate. 1 William Rufus. 2 [Partenopex de Blois, a poem, by W. S. Rose, Esq., was published in 1808.-ED.] MARMION. CANTO FIRST. THE CASTLE. I. DAY set on Norham's castled steep,' 1 See Appendix, Note C. 2 It is perhaps unnecessary to remind my readers, that the donjon, in its proper signification, means the strongest part of a feudal castle; a high square tower, with walls of tremendous thickness, situated in the centre of the other buildings, from which, however, it was usually detached. Here, in case of the outward defences being gained, the garrison retreated to make their last stand. The donjon contained the great hall, and principal rooms of state for solemn occasions, and also the prison of the fortress; from which last circum |