INCH-CAILLIACH. ...G. F. ROBSON. Rods of yew, Whose parents in Inch-Cailliach wave.- Page 76. DUNFERMLINE... Merry it is in good greenwood .G. CATTERMOLE. When the mavis and merle are singing, DOUNE CASTLE.. .J. D. HARDING. Their pennons will abroad be flung, Which else in Doune had peaceful hung.-Page 138. STIRLING CASTLE..... ....G. F. ROBSON. The bulwark of the North, Grey Stirling, with her towers and town, Upon their fleet career look'd down.-Page 153. BEN VENUE.. .G. F. ROBSON. The minstrel came once more to view JAMES V .S. A. HART. 'Tis under name which veils my power, And Normans call me James Fitz-James.-Page 202. ARGUMENT. The Scene of the following Poem is laid chiefly in the vicinity of Loch-Katrine, in the Western Highlands of Perthshire. The Time of Action includes Six Days, and the transactions of each day occupy a Canto. THE LADY OF THE LAKE. Canto first.-The Chase. HARP of the North! that mouldering long hast hung On the witch-elm that shades Saint Fillan's spring, And down the fitful breeze thy numbers flung, O minstrel Harp, still must thine accents sleep? Mid rustling leaves and fountains murmuring, Still must thy sweeter sounds their silence keep, Nor bid a warrior smile, nor teach a maid to weep? Not thus, in ancient days of Caledon, Was thy voice mute amid the festal crowd, When lay of hopeless love, or glory won, Aroused the fearful, or subdued the proud. At each according pause was heard aloud Thine ardent symphony, sublime and high! Fair dames and crested chiefs attention bow'd; For still the burthen of thy minstrelsy Was Knighthood's dauntless deed, and Beauty's matchless eye. O wake once more! how rude soe'er the hand Some feeble echoing of thine earlier lay: Yet if one heart throb higher at its sway, The wizard note has not been touched in vain. Then silent be no more! Enchantress, wake again, |