Each did his patron witness make, That he such pilgrimage would take, And monks should sing, and bells should toll, All for the weal of Michael's soul. While vows were ta'en, and prayers were pray'd, 'Tis said the noble dame, dismay'd, Renounced for aye dark magic's aid. XXVIII. Nought of the bridal will I tell, Bless'd Teviot's Flower and Cranstoun's heir: XXIX. With naked foot, and sackcloth vest, The standers-by might hear uneath, Silent and slow, like ghosts, they glide And there they knelt them down: Above the suppliant chieftains wave XXX. And slow up the dim aisle afar, And snow-white stoles, in order due, In long procession came; Taper, and host, and book they bare, Above the prostrate pilgrim band Then mass was sung, and prayers were said, And solemn requiem for the dead; And bells toll'd out their mighty peal, For the departed spirit's weal; And ever in the office close The hymn of intercession rose ; SOLVENT SÆCLUM IN FAVILLA; While the pealing organ rung. Were it meet with sacred strain XXXI. HYMN FOR THE DEAD. That day of wrath, that dreadful day, When, shrivelling like a parched scroll, Oh! on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be THOU the trembling sinner's stay, Though heaven and earth shall pass away. HUSH'D is the harp-the Minstrel gone. No; close beneath proud Newark's tower, There shelter'd wanderers, by the blaze, Alas! that Scottish maid should sing -LEYDEN. 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 apprise 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. |