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Wild howl‘d the wind the forest glades along, And oft the owl renew'd her dismal song; Around the spot where erst he felt the wound, Red William’s spectre wallt'd his midnight round. When o'er the swamp he cast his blighting look, From the green marshes of the stagnant brook The bittern’s sullen shout the sedges shook; The waning moon, with storm-presaging gleam, Now gave and now withheld her doubtful beam; The old oak stoop’d his arms, then flung them high, Bellowing and groaning to the troubled sky—— '1' was then, that, eouch’d amid the brushwood sere In Malwood-walk, young Mansell watclfd the deer: The fattest buck received his deadly shotThe watchful keeper heard, and sought the spot. Stout were their hearts, and stubborn was their strife, O'erpower'd at length the outlaw drew his knife! Next morn a corpse was found upon the fell— The rest his waking agony may tell 1

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‘T is at such a tide and h_our,
Wizard, witch, and fiend have power,
And ghastly forms through mist and shower,
Gleam on the gifted ken;
And then the affrighted prophet’s ear
Drinks whispers strange of fate and fear,
Presaging death and ruin near
Among the sons of men :-
Apart from Albyn’s war-array,
'T was then gray Allan sleepless lay;
Gray Allan, who, for many a day,
Had folluw'd stout and stem,
Where through battle's rout and reel,
Storm of shot and hedge of steel,
Led the grandson of Lochiel,
Valiant Fassiefern.
Through steel and shot he leads no more,
Low-laid mid friends and foemeu’s gore-
Bnt long his native lu ke's wild shore,
And Sunart rough, and high Ardgower,
And M-orven long shall tell,
And proud Ben Nevis heat‘ with awe,
How, upon bloody Quatre-Bras,
Brave Cameron heard the wild hurra
Of conquest as he fell.

’Lone on the outskirts of the host,
The weary sentinel held post,
And heard, through darkness far aloof,
The frequent clung of cou|“set"s hoof,
Where held the cloak'd patrole their course,
And spurr’d ’gainst storm the swerving horse;
But there are sounds in Allan's ear,
Patrole nor sentinel may hear,
And sights before his eye aghast
lnvisiblc to them have pztss'd,
When down the destined plain
'TwiXt Britain and the bands of France,
Wild as marsh-borne meteors glance,
Strange phantoms wheel’d a revel dance,
And doom’d the future slain.-
Such forms were seen, such sounds were heard,
When Scotland's James his march prepared
For Flodden’s fatal plain;
Such, when he drew his ruthless sword,
As Chusers of the Slain, adored
The yet unchristen’d Dane.
An indistinct and phantom band,
They wheel’d their ring-dance hand in hand,
With gesture wild and dread;
The seer, who watch'd them ride the storm,
Saw through their faint and shadowy form
The lightning’s flash more red; ‘
And still their ghastly roundelay
Was of the coming battle-fray,
And of the destined dead.

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Wheel the wild dance,
While lightnings glance,
And thunders rattle loud,
And call the brave
To bloody grave,
To sleep without a shroud.

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PLAIN, as her native dignity of mind,

Arise the tomb of her we have resign'd:
Unflaw’d and stainless be the marble scroll,
Emblem of lovely form, and candid soul.-
Bnt, oh! what symbol may avail, to tell

The kindness, wit, and sense, we loved so well!
What sculpture show the broken ties of life,
Here buried with the parent, friend, and wife!
Or, on the tablet, stamp each title dear,

By which thine urn, EUPHEMIA, claims the tear! Yet, taught, by thy meek sufferanee, to assume Patience in anguish, hope beyond the tomb, Resign'd, though sad, this votive verse shall flow, And brief, alas! as thy brief span below.

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As the worn war-horse, at the trumpets sound,
Erects his mane, and ueighs, and paws the ground-
Disdains the ease his generous lord assigns,

And longs to rush on the embattled lines,

So I, your plaudits ringing on mine car,

Can scarce sustain to think our parting near;

To think my scenic hour for ever past,

And that those valued plaudits are my last.
Why should we part, while still some powers remain,
That in your service strive not yet in vain!
Cannot high zeal the strength of youth supply,
And sense of duty fire the fading eye?

And all the wrongs of age remain subdued
Beneath the burning glow of gratitude?

Ah no ! the taper, wearing to its close,

Oft for a space in fitful lustre glows;

But all too soon the transient gleam is past,

It cannot be renew'd, and will not last:

Even duly, zeal, and gratitude, can wage

But short-lived conflict with the frosts of age.
Yes! It were poor, remembering what I was,
To live a pensioner on your applause,

To drain the dregs of your endurance dry,

And take, as alms, the praise I once could buy,
Till every sneering youth around inquires,

u Is this the man who once could please our sires!»
And scorn assumes compassion’s doubtful mien,
To warn me off from the encutnber'd scene.
This must not be;—and higher duties crave
Some space between the theatre and the grave;
That, like the Roman in the Capitol,

I may adjust my mantle ere I fall :

My life's brief act in public service flown,

The last, the closing scene, must be my own.

Here, then, adieu! while yet some well-graced parts

May fix an ancient favourite in your hearts,

Not quite to be forgotten, even when

You look on better actors, younger men :

And if your bosom: own this kindly debt

Of old remembrance, how shall mine forget

O, how forget!-how oft I hither came,

In anxious hope, how oft return'd with fame!

How oft around your circle this weak hand

Has waved immortal Shakspeare’s magic wand,

Till the full burst of inspiration came,

And I have felt, and you have fann’d the flame!

By memory treasured, while her reign endures,

Those hours mustlive—and all their charms are yours.

0 favour'd land! renown'd for arts and arms,
For manly talent and for female charms, :
Could this full bosom prompt the sinking line,’
What fervent benedictions now were thine!

But my last part is play'd, my knell is rung,
When e’en your praise falls faltering from my tongue;
And all that you can hear, or I can tell,

ls—Friends and Patrons, bail, and rum YOU want!

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EPILOGUE TO THE APPEAL,

SPOKEN BY MR5 B. SIDDONS.

A c.t'r of yore (or else old Esop lied)

\Vas changed into a fair and blooming bride,

But spied a mouse upon her marriage day,

Forgot her spouse and seized upon her prey;

Even thus my bridegroom lawyer, as you saw,

Threw off poor me and pounced upon papa.

His neck from llymen's mystic knot made loose,

He twisted round my sire's the literal noose.

Such are the fruits of our dramatic labour,

Since the New Jail became our next-door neighbour.‘

Yes, times are changed, for in your fathers’ age The lawyers were the patrons of the stage ; However high advanced by future fate, There stands the bench (points to the Pit) that first received their weight. The future legal sage, 't was ours to see, Doom though unwigg’d, and plead without a fee.

But now astounding each poor mimic elf,
Instead of lawyers comes the Law herself;
Tremendous neighbour, on our right she dwells,
Builds high her towers and excavates her cells;
While on the left, she agitates the town
With the tempestuous question, Up or down ‘P
'Twixt Scylla and Charybdis thus stand we,
Law's final end and law's uncertainty.

But soft! who lives at Rome the pope must flatter,
And jails and lawsuits are no jesting matter.
Then—j ust farewell! we wait with serious awe,
Till your applause or censure gives the law,
Trusting our humble efforts may assure ye,

We hold you court and couusel,judge and jury.

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I It ll necessary to mention, that the allusions in this piece are all local, and addressed only to the Edinburgh audience. The new prison of the city, on the Gallon Btll, are not for front the Theatre.

' At this time the public of Edinburgh In much agitated by an lawsuit betwixt the magistrates and many of theinhnbitantu of the city, consuming the range of new buildings on the western side of the North Bridge; which the latter iniltted should be remored as ll deformity.

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Tans is a tradition in Tweeddale, that when Neidpath Castle, near Peebles, was inhabited by the Earls of March, a mutual passion subsisted between a daughter of that noble family, and a son of the Laird of Tushielaw, in Ettrick Forest. As the alliance was thought unsuitable by her parents, the young man went abroad. During his absence, the lady fell into a consumption, and at length, as the only means of saving her life, her father consented that her lover should be recalled. On the day when he was expected to pass through Peebles, on the road to Tushielaw, the young lady, though

balcony of a house in Peebles, belonging to the family, that she might see him as he rode past. Her anxiety and eagerness gave such force to her organs, that she is said to have distinguished his horse's footsteps at an incredible distance. But Tushielaw, unprepared for the change in her appearance, and not expecting to see her in that place, rode on without recognizing her, or even slackening his pace. The lady was unable to support the shock, and, after a short struggle, died in the arms of her attendants. There is an instance similar to this traditional tale in Count Hamilton's Fleur d‘Epine.

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