Their mutual greetings duly made, Till finds King James meet time to see IX. Though inly chafed at this delay, Should sever from the train; X. At length up that wild dale they wind, Where Crichtoun Castle crowns the bank; For there the Lion's care assign'd A lodging meet for Marmion's rank. That Castle rises on the steep Of the green vale of Tyne: And far beneath, where slow they creep, You hear her streams repine. XI. Chrichtoun! though now thy miry court But pens the lazy steer and sheep, 1 MS.-"The Lion-King his message said :- 'My liege bath deep and deadly swore,'" &c. 2 See Appendix, Note 2 Z; and, for a fuller description of Crichton Castle, see Sir Walter Scott's Miscellaneous Prose Works, vol. vii. p. 157. MS.-"Her lazy streams repine." Thy turrets rude, and totter'd Keep, Have been the minstrel's loved resort. Oft have I traced, within thy fort, Of mouldering shields the mystic sense, Scutcheons of honor, or pretence, Quarter'd in old armorial sort, Remains of rude magnificence. Nor wholly yet had time defaced Thy lordly gallery fair; Nor yet the stony cord unbraced, Adorn thy ruin'd stair. Or, from thy grass-grown battlement May trace, in undulating line, The sluggish mazes of the Tyne. XII. Another aspect Chrichtoun show'd, With eyes scarce dried, the sorrowing dame, For each man that could draw a sword Linlithgow, distinguished by the combined strength and beauty of its situation, must have been early selected as a royal residence. David, who bought the title of saint by his liberality to the Church, refers several of his charters to his town of Linlithgow; and in that of Holyrood expressly bestows on the new monastery all the skins of the rams, ewes, and lambs, belonging to his castle of Linlitcu, which shall die during the year. The convenience afforded for the sport of falconry, which was so great a favorite during the feudal ages, was probably one cause of the attachment of the Linlithgow is excelling; And in its park in jovial June, How sweet the merry linnet's tune, How blithe the blackbird's lay! The wild-buck-bells from ferny brake, The coot dives merry on the lake, The saddest heart might pleasure take To see all nature gay. But June is to our Sovereign dear The heaviest month in all the year: Too well his cause of grief you know June saw his father's overthrow." Woe to the traitors, who could bring The princely boy against his King! Still in his conscience burns the sting. In offices as strict as Lent, King James's June is ever spent.R XVI. "When last this ruthful month was come, And in Linlithgow's holy dome The King, as wont, was praying; While, for his royal father's soul, The chanters sung, the bells did toll, The Bishop mass was sayingFor now the year brought round again' The day the luckless king was slain— In Katharine's aisle the Monarch knelt, With sackcloth-shirt, and iron belt, And eyes with sorrow streaming; Around him in their stalls of state, The Thistle's Knight Companions sate, ancient Scottish monarchs to Linlithgow and its fine lake. The sport of hunting was also followed with success in the neighborhood, from which circumstance it probably arises that the ancient arms of the city represent a black greyhound bitch tied to a tree. The situation of Linlithgow Palace is eminently beautiful. It stands on a promontory of some elevation, which advances almost into the midst of the lake. The form is that of a square court, composed of buildings of four stories high, with towers at the angles. The fronts within the square, and the windows, are highly ornamented, and the size of the rooms, as well as the width and character of the staircases, are upon a magnificent scale. One banquet-room is ninety-four feet long, thirty feet wide, and thirty-three feet high, with a gallery for music. The king's wardrobe or dressing-room, looking to the west, projects over the walls, sc as to have a delicious prospect on three sides, and is one of the mcst enviable boudoirs we have ever seen."-SIR WALTER SCOTT's Miscellaneous Prose Works, vol. vii. p. 382, &c. See Appendix, Note 3 C. : Their mutual greetings duly made, My liege hath deem'd it shame, and lack Till finds King James meet time to see IX. Though inly chafed at this delay, Sought to take leave in vain: Should sever from the train; "England has here enow of spies In Lady Heron's witching eyes:" To Marchmount thus, apart, he said, But fair pretext to Marmion made. The right hand path they now decline, And trace against the stream the Tyne. X. At length up that wild dale they wind, Where Crichtoun Castle' crowns the bank; For there the Lion's care assign'd A lodging meet for Marmion's rank. That Castle rises on the steep Of the green vale of Tyne: And far beneath, where slow they creep, You hear her streams repine." The builders' various hands; XI. Thy turrets rude, and totter'd Keep, Have been the minstrel's loved resort. Oft have I traced, within thy fort, Of mouldering shields the mystic sense, Scutcheons of honor, or pretence, Quarter'd in old armorial sort, Remains of rude magnificence. Nor wholly yet had time defaced Thy lordly gallery fair; Nor yet the stony cord unbraced, Still rises unimpair'd below, The darkness of thy Massy More ;“ Or, from thy grass-grown battlement May trace, in undulating line, The sluggish mazes of the Tyne. XII. Another aspect Chrichtoun show'd, But women, boys, or aged men. With eyes scarce dried, the sorrowing dame, Come sweeping back through Crichtoun-Dean Who marshall'd then his land's array, XIV. It chanced, as fell the second night, Said, Marmion might his toil have spared, For that a messenger from heaven And, closer question'd, thus he told XV. Sir David Lindesay's Tale. Of all the palaces so fair,* Built for the royal dwelling, In Scotland, far beyond compare 1 MS." Nor less the Herald Monarch knew The Baron's powers to value trueHence confidence between them grew." MS.-"Then fell from Lindesay, unware, That Marmion might his labor spare." See Appendix, Note 3 B. "In some places, Mr. Scott's love of variety has betrayed him into strange imitations. This is evidently formed on the school of Sternhold and Hopkins,- Of all the palaces so fair,'"' &c. JEFFREY. In Scotland there are about twenty palaces, castles, and remains, or sites of such, "Where Scotia's kings of other years" had their royal home. "Linlithgow, distinguished by the combined strength and beauty of its situation, must have been early selected as a royal residence. David, who bought the title of saint by his liberality to the Church, refers several of his charters to his town of Linlithgow; and in that of Holyrood expressly bestows on the new monastery all the skins of the rams, ewes, and lambs, belonging to his castle of Linliteu, which shall die during the year. The convenience afforded for the sport of falconry, which was so great a favorite during the feudal ages, was probably one cause of the attachment of the Linlithgow is excelling; And in its park in jovial June, How sweet the merry linnet's tune, How blithe the blackbird's lay! The wild-buck-bells from ferny brake, The coot dives merry on the lake, The saddest heart might pleasure take To see all nature gay. But June is to our Sovereign dear The heaviest month in all the year: Too well his cause of grief you know June saw his father's overthrow." Woe to the traitors, who could bring The princely boy against his King! Still in his conscience burns the sting. In offices as strict as Lent, King James's June is ever spent. XVI. "When last this ruthful month was come, And in Linlithgow's holy dome The King, as wont, was praying; While, for his royal father's soul, The chanters sung, the bells did toll, The Bishop mass was sayingFor now the year brought round again' The day the luckless king was slainIn Katharine's aisle the Monarch knelt, With sackcloth-shirt, and iron belt, And eyes with sorrow streaming; Around him in their stalls of state, The Thistle's Knight Companions sate, ancient Scottish monarchs to Linlithgow and its fine lake. The sport of hunting was also followed with success in the neighborhood, from which circumstance it probably arises that the ancient arms of the city represent a black greyhound bitch tied to a tree. The situation of Linlithgow Palace is eminently beautiful. It stands on a promontory of some elevation, which advances almost into the midst of the lake. The form is that of a square court, composed of buildings of four stories high, with towers at the angles. The fronts within the square, and the windows, are highly ornamented, and the size of the rooms, as well as the width and character of the staircases, are upon a magnificent scale. One banquet-room is ninety-four feet long, thirty feet wide, and thirty-three feet high, with a gallery for music. The king's wardrobe or dressing-room, looking to the west, projects over the walls, sc as to have a delicious prospect on three sides, and is one of the mcst enviable boudoirs we have ever seen."-SIR WALTER SCOTT's Miscellaneous Prose Works, vol. vii. p. 382, &c. Their banners o'er them beaming. It seem'd as I were dreaming. So stately gliding on,- XVII. "He stepp'd before the Monarch's chair, Nor head nor body, bow'd nor bent, And words like these he said, In a low voice, but never tone' So thrill'd through vein, and nerve, and bone : 'My mother sent me from afar, Sir King, to warn thee not to war,— If war thou wilt, of woman fair, The wondering Monarch seem'd to seek The Marshal and myself had cast He vanish'd from our eyes, XVIII. While Lindesay told his marvel strange, He mark'd not Marmion's color change, The Baron spoke :-" Of Nature's laws Could e'er control their course, At Gifford, to his train. Naught of the Palmer says he there, XIX. "In vain," said he, "to rest I spread My burning limbs, and couch'd my head: Fantastic thoughts return'd; And, by their wild dominion led, My heart within me burn'd. So sore was the delirious goad, I took my steed, and forth I rode And, as the moon shone bright and cold, Soon reach'd the camp upon the wold. The southern entrance I pass'd through, And halted, and my bugle blew. Methought an answer met my ear,Yet was the blast so low and drear," So hollow, and so faintly blown, It might be echo of my own. XX. "Thus judging, for a little space I listen'd, ere I left the place; But scarce could trust my eyes, Nor yet can think they served me true, MS." In vain," said he, "to rest I laid My burning limbs, and throbbing head- led, And, by their wild dominion sway'd, sed, My heart within me burn'd." $ MS.-" And yet it was so slow and drear." |