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From me, thus nurtured, dost thou ask The classic poet's well-conned task? Nay, Erskine, nay-on the wild hill Let the wild heathbell flourish still ; Cherish the tulip, prune the vine, But freely let the woodbine twine, And leave untrimmed the eglantine : Nay, my friend, nay—since oft thy praise Hath given fresh vigour to my lays, Since oft thy judgment could refine My flattened thought, or cumbrous line, Still kind, as is thy wont, attend,

And in the minstrel spare the friend Though wild as cloud, as stream, as gale, Flow forth, flow unrestrained, my tale.

R

MARMION.

CANTO THIRD.

The Hostel, or Inn.

MARMION.

CANTO THIRD.

The Hostel, or Inn.

I.

THE livelong day Lord Marmion rode :
The mountain path the Palmer shewed ;
By glen and streamlet winded still,
Where stunted birches hid the rill.
They might not chuse the lowland road,
For the Merse forayers were abroad,
Who, fired with hate and thirst of prey,
Had scarcely failed to bar their way.

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