The poetical works of Sir Walter Scott, baronet; ed with a careful revision of the text . imprisoned maidenMix with my i)olluted stream;Margaret of Branksome, beneath the moons me, thou who viewst the stars,When shall cease these feudal jars?What shall be the maidens fate ?Who shall be the maidens mate? MOUNTAIN SPIRIT. Arthurs slow wain his course doth roll In utter darkness round the pole; The Northern Bear lowers black and grim. Orions studded belt is dim ; Twinkling faint, and distant far. Shimmers through mist each planet star ; 111 may I read their high
The poetical works of Sir Walter Scott, baronet; ed with a careful revision of the text . imprisoned maidenMix with my i)olluted stream;Margaret of Branksome, beneath the moons me, thou who viewst the stars,When shall cease these feudal jars?What shall be the maidens fate ?Who shall be the maidens mate? MOUNTAIN SPIRIT. Arthurs slow wain his course doth roll In utter darkness round the pole; The Northern Bear lowers black and grim. Orions studded belt is dim ; Twinkling faint, and distant far. Shimmers through mist each planet star ; 111 may I read their high decree:But no kind influence deign they showerOn Teviots tide and Branksomes tower Till pride be quelled and love be free. The unearthly voices ceased. And the heavy sound was still;It died on the rivers breast. It died on the side of the round Lord Davids tower The sound still floated near ;For it rung in the Ladyes bower, And it rung in the Ladyes raised her stately head. And her heart throbbed liigh with pride Your mountains shall bend THE LAY OF THE LAST And your streams ascend, Ere Margaret be our foemans bride ! The Ladye sought the lofty hall, Where many a bold retainer with jocund din among them all Her son pursued his infant fancied moss-trooper, the boy The truncheon of a spear round the hall right merrily In mimic foray bearded knights, in arms grown old, Share in his frolic gambols bore,Albeit their hearts of rugged mould Were stubborn as the steel they the gray warriors prophesied How the brave boy in future warShould tame the Unicorns pride. Exalt the Crescents and the Star. The Ladye forgot her purpose high One and no moment gazed with a mothers eye As she paused at the arched door;Then from amid the armed trainShe called to her William of Deloraine. A stark moss-trooping Scott was heAs eer couched Border lance by knee :Through Solway Sands, through Tarras Moss,Blindfold h
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