It is hardly to be expected that an Author, whom the Public have honoured with some degree of applause, should not be again a trespasser on their kindness. Yet the Author of MARMION must be supposed to feel some anxiety concerning ils success, since he is sensible that he hazards, by this second intrusion, any reputation which his first Poem may have prooured him. The present story turns upon the private adventures of a fictitious character; but is called a Tale of Flodden Field, because the hero's fate is connected with that memorable defeat, and the causes which led to it. The design of the Author was, if possible, to apprize his readers, at the outset, of the date of his Story, and to prepare them for the manners of the Age in which it is laid. Any Historical Narrative, far more an attempt at Epic composition, exceeded his plan of a Romantic Tale; yet he may be permitted to hope, from the popularity of THE LAY OF THE LAST MINSTREL, that an attempt to paint the manners of the feudal times, upon a broader scale, and in the course of a more interesting story, will not be unacceptable to the Public. The Poem opens about the commencement of August, and concludes with the defeat of Flodden, 9th September, 1513. ASHESTIEL, 1808. CANTO FIRST. The Castle. I. DAY set on Norham's castled steep,1 The warriors on the turrets high, II. Saint George's banner, broad and gay, Less bright, and less, was flung; The evening gale had scarce the power The scouts had parted on their search, III. A distant trampling sound he hears; A horseman, darting from the crowd, The warder hasted from the wall, IV. "Now broach ye a pipe of Malvoisie, And quickly make the entrance free, And, from the platform, spare ye not Lord MARMION waits below!" Sped forty yeomen tall, The iron-studded gates unbarr'd, Raised the portcullis' ponderous guard, The lofty palisade unsparr'd, And let the drawbridge fall. Along the bridge Lord Marmion rode, *This word properly applies to a flight of water-fowl; but is applied, by analogy, to a body of horse: "There is a knight of the North Country, -Flodden Field. |