ring, but the animal would have embarrassed my Peter his brother. When all that was done, then story. Thus in the Coke's Tale of Gamelyn, as- Geffraye spake agayne, and sayd: Nowe, sirs, ye cribed to Chaucer:

have obeyed to my pleasure, I canne you great There happed to be there beside

thanke: wherefore, sirs, I wyll ye have parte of Tryed a wrestling;

that ye have holpen to conquere. I say unto you, And therefore there was y-setten

that in yonder chest that ye se stande yonder, there. A ram and als a ring.

in is to the sum of xxx thousand frankes,- I wyll Again the Litil Geste of Robin Hood: give them accordynge to my conscyence. Wyll yr -By a bridge was a wrestling,

all be content to fulfil my testament; howe say And there taryed was he,

ye?-Sir, quod they, we be ryghte well contente And there was all the best yemen

to fulfyl your commaundement. Thane first, quod Of all the west countrey.

he, 1 wyll and give to the chapell of saynt George, A full fayre game there was set up, A white bull up y-pight,

here in this castell, for the reparacions thereof, a A great courser with saddle and brydle, thousande and five hundrede frankes: and I give to With gold burnished full bryght;

my lover, who hath truly served me, two thousand A payre of gloves, a red golde ring,

and five hundrede frankes: and also I give to Aleyne A pipe of wyne, good fay; What man bereth' him best í wis,

Roux, your new capitayne, four thousande frankes: The prise shall bear away.

also to the varleties of my chambre I gyve fyre Ritson's Robin Hood, vol. i. hundrede frankes. To mine offycers I give a thou

sande and five hundrede frankes. The rest I gyve

and bequeth as I shall show you. Ye be upon a NOTES TO CANTO VI.

thyrtie companyons all of one sorte: ye ought to 1. These drew not for their fields the sword, be brethrene, and all of one alyaunce, without de

Like tenants of a feudal lord,
Nor owned the patriarchal claim

bate, ryotte, or stryffe among you. All this that of chieftain in their leader's name;

I have showed you ye shall fynde in yonder cheste. Adventurers they, P. 155.

I wylle that ye departe all the residue equally and The Scottish armies consisted chiefly of the no- truelly bitwene you thyrtie. And if ye be nat thus bility and barons, with their vassals, who held contente, but that the devylle wyll set debate bi. lands under them, for military service by them- twene you, than beholde yonder is a strong axe, selves and their tenants. The patriarchal infuence breke up the coffer, and get it who can.—To these exercised by the heads of clans in the highlands words every one ansuered and said, sir, and dere and borders was of a different nature, and some- maister, we are and shall be all of one accorde. times at variance with feudal principles. It flow- Sir, we have so much loved and doated you, that ed from the patria potestas exercised by the chief- we will breke no coffer, nor breke no poynt of that lain, as representing the original father of the ye have ordayned and commanded.” - Lord Benwhole name, and was often obeyed in contradic-NERS' Froissart. tion to the feudal superior. James V seems first 2 Thou now hast glee-maiden and harp! to have introduced, in addition to the militia fur Get thee an ape, and trudge the land, nished from these sources, the service of a small The leader of a juggler band.-P. 156. number of mercenaries, who formed a body-guard, The jongleurs, or jugglers, as we learn from the called the foot-band. The satirical poet, sir Da- elaborate work of the late Mr. Strutt, on the sports vid Lindsay (or the person who wrote the prologue and pastimes of the people of England, used to to his play of the Three Estaites,”') has intro- call in the aid of various assistants, to render these duced Finlay of the fool-band, who, after much performances as captivating as possible. The gleeswaggering upon the stage, is at length put to flight maiden was a necessary attendant. Her duty was by the fool, who terrifies him by means of a sheep's tumbling and dancing and therefore the Angloskull upon a pole. I have rather chosen to give Saxon version of saint Mark's gospel states Hethem the harsh features of the mercenary soldiers rodias to have vaulted or tumbled before king of the period, than of this Scottish Thraso. These Herod. In Scotland, these poor creatures seem, partook of the character of the adventurous com- even at a late period, to have been bondswomen panions of Froissart, or the Condottieri of Italy. to their masters, as appears from a case reported

One of the best and liveliest traits of such man- by Fountainhall. “ Reid the mountebank pursues ners is the last will of a leader, called Geffroy Scott of Harden and his lady, for stealing away Tete Noir, who having been slightly wounded in from him a little girl, called the tumbling-lassie, a skirmish, his intemperance brought on a mortal that danced upon his stage; and he claimed dadisease. When he found himself dying, he sum-mages, and produced a contract, whereby he bought moned to his bed-side the adventurers whom he her from her mother, for 301. Scots. But we have commanded, and thus addressed them:

no slaves in Scotland, and mothers cannot sell “ Fayre sirs, quod Geffray, I knowe well ye their bairns; and physicians attested, the employhave alwayes served and honoured me as men ought ment of tumbling would kill her; and her joints to serve their soveraygue and capitayne, and I shal were now grown stiff, and she declined to return; be the gladder if ye will agre to have to your ca- though she was at least a 'prentice and so could pitayne one that is descended of my blode. Behold not run away from her master; yet some cited Mohere Aleyne Roux, my cosyn, and Peter his bro- ses's law, that if a servant sheltered himself with ther, who are men of armes and if my blode. I thee, against his master's cruelty, thou shalt surely require you to make Aleyne your capitayne, and not deliver him up. The lords, renitente cancellario to swere to him faythe, obey saunce, love, and loy- assoilzied Harden on the 27th of January, (1687.)' alte, here in my presence, and also to his brother:

Fountainhall's Decisions, vol. I, p. 439.* howe be it, I will that Aleyne have the soverayne charge. ---Sir, quod they, we are well content, for circumstance respecting another of this Mr. Reid's at

Though less to my purpose, I cannot help noticing a ye hauve right

well chosen. There all the compa- undants, which occurred during James II's zeal for ca. uyons madu theym servyant to Aleyne Roux and to thuüc pruselytism, and is told by Fountainhall, with dry

P. 157.

The facetious qualities of the ape soon rendered markable incident mentioned in the text. It wa; him an acceptable addition to the strolling band greatly posterior in date to the reign of James V. of the jongleur. Ben Jonson, in his splenetic intro “ In this roughly-wooded island, * the country duction to the comedy of " Bartholomew Fair,” people secreted their wives and children, and their 18 at pains to inform the audience that " he has most valuable effects, from the rapacity of CromDe'er a sword and buckler man in his fair, nor a well's soldiers, during their inroad into this counjuggler, with a well educated ape, to come over try, in the time of the republic. These invaders, the chaine for the king of England, and back again not venturing to ascend by the ladders, along the for the prince, and sit still on his haunches for the side of the lake, took a more circuitous road, pope and the king of Spain."

through the heart of the Trosachs, the most fre

quented path at that time, which penetrates the 3. That stirring air that peals on high, O'er Dermid's race our victory.

wilderness about half way between Binean and Strike it!

the lake, by a tract called Yea-chilleach, or the There are several instances, at least in tradition,

Old Wife's Bog of persons so much attached to particular tunes, as

“In one of the defiles of this by-road, the men to require to hear them on their

death-bed. Such of the country at that time hang upon the rear of an anecdote is mentioned by the late Mr. Riddell,

the invading enemy, and shot one of Cromwell's of Glenriddell, in his collection of border tanes, men, whose grave marks the scene of action, and respecting an air called the “Dandling of the gives name to that pass. † In revenge of this insult, Bairns,” for which a certain Gallovidian laird is

the soldiers resolved to plunder the island, to said to have evinced this strong mark of partiality. With this brutal intention, one of the party more

violate the women, and pui the children to death. It is popularly told of a famous freebooter, that he composed the tune known by the name of Mac-expert than the rest, swam towards the island, to pherson's rant while under sentence of death, and fetch the boat to his comrades, which had carried played it at the gallows-tree. Some spirited words the women to their asylum, and lay moored in have been adapted to it by Burns, A similar story shore of the main land, in full view of all that was

one of the creeks. His companions stood on the is recounted of a Welsh bard, who composed and played on his death-bed the air called "Dafyddy boat. But, just as the swimmer had got to the

to pass, waiting anxiously for his return with the Garregg Wen. tome, of a maid of honour at the court of France, on the very point where he meant to land, hastily But the most curious example is given by Bran- nearest point of the island, and was laying hold of

a black rock, to get on shore, a heroine, who stood entitled, Mademoiselle de Limueil. “ Durant sa maladie, dont elle trespassa, jamais elle ne cessa: one stroke severed his head from the body: His

snatching a dagger from below her apron, with ains causa tousjours: car elle estoit forte grande parleuse, brocardeuse, et très-bien et fort à ,

party seeing this disaster, and relinquishing all ét très belle avec cela. Quand l'heure de sa fin fut future hope of revenge or conquest, made the best vende, elle fit venir à soy son valet, (ainsi que les of their way out of their perilous situation. This filles de la cour en ont chacune un, qui s'appeloit amazon's great-grandson

lives at Bridge of Turk, Julien, et scavoit très-bien jouer du violon. Julien, who, besides others, attests the anecdote.”—Sketch luy dit elle, prenez vostre violon, et sonnez mog 20. I have only to add to this account, that the

of the Scenery near Callender. Stirling, 1806, p. tousjours jusques à ce que me voyez morte (car je m'y'en vais) la défaite des Suisses, et le mieux heroine's name was Helen Stuart. que vous pourrez, et quand vous serez sur le mot,

5. And Snowdoun's knight is Scotland's king.-P. 160. • Tout est perdu,' sonnez le par quatre ou cing fois, This discovery will probably remind the reader le plus piteusement que vous pourrez, ce qui fit of the beautiful Arabian tale of n Bondocani. l'autre, et elle-mesme luy aidoit de la voix, et Yet

the incident is not borrowed from that elegant quand ce vint. tout est perdu,' elle le réïtera par story, but from Scottish tradition. James V, of deux fois; et se tournant de l'autre costé du chevet, whom we are treating, was a monarch whose good elle dit à ses compagnes;" Tout est perdu à ce coup, and benevolent intentions often rendered his roet à bon escient; et ainsi décéda. Voila une morte mantic freaks venial, if not respectable, since, joyeuse et plaisante. Je tiens ceconte de deux de ses from his anxious attention to the interests of the compagnes, dignes de fois, qui virent jouer ce mys- lower and most oppressed class of his subjects, he tere. "-Euvres do Brantome, iii, 507.

was, as we have seen, popularly termed the king The tune to which this fair lady chose to make of the commons. For the purpose of seeing that her final exit was composed on the defeat of the justice was regularly administered, and frequently Swiss at Marignano. The burden is quoted by from the less justifiable motive of gallantry, he Panurge, in Rabelais, and consists of these words, used to traverse the vicinage of his several palaces imitating the jargon of the Swiss, which is a mix- in various disguises. The two excellent comic ture of French and German:

songs, entitled “The Gaberlunzie Man," and

“We'll gae nae mair a roving," are said to have La Tintelore.

been founded upon the success of his amorous adTout est velore by Got!"

ventures when travelling in the disguise of a beg

gar. The latter is perhaps the best comic ballad 4. Battle of Beall an Duine.-P. 157.

in any language. A skirmish actually took place at a pass thus Another adventure, which had nearly cost James Galled in the Trosachs, and closed with the re- his life, is said to have taken place at the village

of Cramond, near Edinburgh, where he had Scottish irony. “ January 17th, 1687.-Reid the mounte. rendered his addresses acceptable to a pretty girl bank is received into the popish church, and one of his of the lower rank. Four or five persons, whether blackamores was persuaded to accept of baptism from the popish priests, and to turn christian papist; which was a . That at the easter extremity of Loch Katrine, so of great trophy: he was called James, after the king and ten mentioned in the text ehancellor, and the Apostle Jameg."-Ibid, p. 140. + Beallach an duine.

6 Tout est velore

relations or lovers of his mistress is uncertain, be the genealogical work of Buchanan of Auchmar, set the disguised monarch, as he returned from his upon Scottish surnames. rendezvous. Naturally gallant, and an admirable " This John Buchanan of Auchmar and Arnprymaster of his weapon, the king took post on the or was afterwards termed king of Kippen, * upon high and narrow bridge over the Almond river, the following account: King James V, a very 80and defended himself bravely with his sword. A ciable, debonair prince, residing at Stirling, in peasant, who was threshing in a neighbouring barn, Buchanan of Arnpryor's time, carriers were very came out upon the noise, and, whether moved by frequently passing along the common road, being compassion or by natural gallantry, took the weak- near Arnpryor's house, with necessaries for the er side, and laid about with his flail so effectually, use of the king's family; and he, having some exas to disperse the assailants, well threshed, even traordinary occasion, ordered one of these carriers according to the letter. He then conducted the to leave his load at his house, and he would pay king into his barn, where his guest requested a him for it: which the carrier refused to do, telling basin and towel, to remove the stains of the broil. him he was the king's carrier, and his load for his This being procured with difficulty, James em- majesty's use; to which Aropryor seemed to have ployed himself in learning what was the summit small regard, compelling the carrier, in the end, to of his deliverer's earthly wishes, and found that leave his load, telling him, if king James was king they were bounded by the desire of possessing, in of Scotland, he was king of Kippen, so that it was property, the farm of Braehead, upon which he reasonable he should share with his neighbour king laboured as a bondsman. The lands chanced to in some of these loads, so frequently carried that belong to the crown; and James directed him to road. The carrier representing this usage, and come to the palace of Holy-Rood, and inquire for telling the story, as Arnpryor spoke it, to some the gudeman (i. e. farmer) of Ballenguich, a name of the king's servants, it came at length to his maby which he was known in his excursions, and jesty's ears, who, shortly thereafter, with a few átwhich answered to the N Bondocani of Haroun Al-tendants, came to visit his neighbour king, who raschid. He presented himself accordingly, and was in the mean time at dinner. King James havfound, with due astonishment, that he had saved ing sent a servant to demand access, was denied his monarch's life, and that he was to be gratified the same by a tall fellow with a battle-axe, who with a crown-charter of the lands of Braehead, un- stood porter at the gate, telling, there could be no der the service of presenting an ewer, basin, and access till dinner was over. This answer not satowel, for the king to wash his hands, when he tisfying the king, he sent to demand access a seshall happen to pass the bridge of "Cramond.cond time; upon which he was desired by the porThis person was ancestor of the Howisons, of ter to desist, otherwise he would find cause to reBraehead, in Mid-Lothian, a respectable family, pent his rudeness. His majesty finding this method who continue to hold the lands (now passed into would uot do, desired the porter to tell his master the female line) under the same tenure.

that the goodman of Ballageigh desired to speak Another of James's frolics is thus narrated by with the king of Kippen. The porter telling ArnMr. Campbell, from the Statistical Account. “Be- pryor so much, he, in all humble manner, came and ing once benighted when out a hunting, and separat- received the king, and having entertained him with ed from his attendants, he happened to enter a cot- much sumptuousness and jollity, became so agreetage in the midst of a moor, at the foot of the able to king James, that he allowed him to take so Ochil hins, near Alloa, where, unknown, he was much of any provision he found carrying that road kindly received. In order to regale their unex- as he had occasion for; and seeing he made the first pected guest, the gudeman (i. e. landlord, farmer) visit, desired Arnpryor in a few days to return him desired the gudewife to fetch the hen that roosted a second to Stirling, which he performed, and conDearest the cock, which is always the plumpest, tinued in very much favour with the king, always for the stranger's supper. The king, highly pleas- thereafter being termed king of Kippen while he ed with his night's lodging and hospitable enter- lived."-Buchanan's Essay upon the family of tainment, told mine host, at parting, ihat he should Buchanan. Edin. 1775, 8vo. p. 74. be glad to return his civility, and requested that The readers of Ariosto must give credit for the the first time he came to Stirling he would call at amiable features with which he is represented, the castle, and inquire for the guideman of Ballen- since he is generally considered as the prototype guch. Donaldson, the landlord, did not fail to of Zerbino, the most interesting hero of the Orlancall on the gudeman of Ballenguich, when his as- do Furioso. tonishment at finding that the king had been his

-Stirling's tower guest afforded no small amusement to the merry

of yore the name of Snowdoun claims.-P. 160. monarch and his courtiers; and, to carry on the

William of Worcester, who wrote about the pleasantry, he was thenceforth designated by James middle of the fifteenth century, calls Stirling caswith the title of king of the moors, which name tle Snowdoun. Sir David Lindsay bestows the same and designation have descended from father to son epithet upon it in his complaint of the Papingo: ever since, and they have continued in possession Adieu, fair Snawdoun, with thy towers high, of the identical spot, the property of Mr. Erskine, Thy chapel-royal, park, and table round; of Mar, till very lately, when this gentleman, with May, June, and July, would I dwell in thee, reluctance, turned out the descendant and repre

Were I a man, to hear the birdis sound,

Whilk doth again' thy royal rock rebound, sentative of the king of the moors, on account of his majesty's invincible indolence, and great dis- sir

David Lindsay's

works, has refuted the chime

Mr. Chalmers, in his late excellent edition of like to reform or innovation

of any kind, although, rical derivation of Snawdoun from snedding, or from the spirited example of his neighbour tenants on the same estate, he is convinced, similar exer- tic legend which connected Stirling with king Ar

cutting. It was probably derived from the romantion would promote his advantage.”

The author requests permission yet farther to thur, to which the mention of the Round Table wrify the subject of his poem, by an extract from

Asmall district of Perthshire.


gives countenance. The ring within which justs would not have suited poetry, and would besider
were formerly practised, in the castle park, is still at once, and prematurely, have announced the plot
called the Round Table. Snawdoun is the official to many of my countrymen, among whom the tra-
title of one of the Scottish heralds, whose epithets ditional stories above mentioned are still current.
seem in all countries to have been fantastically
adopted from ancient history or romance.

It appears from the preceding note, that the real name by which James was actually distinguished

The author has to apologise for the inadvertent in his private excursions, was the goodman of Bal- appropriation of a whole line from the tragedy of lenguich; derived from a steep pass leading up to Douglas, the castle of Stirling, so called. But the epithet “I hold the first who strikes, my foe."

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II. The scene of the poem is laid at Rokeby, near Those towers, which, in the congeful glean. Greta-bridge, in Yorkshire, and shifts to the Throw murky shadows on the stram, adjacent fortress of Barnard castle, and to other Those towers of Barnard box cst, places in that vicinity.

The emotions of whose troubled breast, The time occupied by the action is a space of In wild and strange confusion driven, five days, three of which are supposed to elapse Rival the fitting rack o! 'raven. between the end of the fifth and begivning of the Ere sleep stern Oswal:l's senses tied, sixth canto.

Oft had he changed his weary side, The date of the supposed events is immediately Composed his limbs, ur.d vainly sought subsequent to the great battle of Marston-moor, By effort strong to oazish thought. 3d July, 1644. This period of public confusion Sleep came at length, but with a train has been chosen, without any purpose of combin- of feelings true and fancies vain, ing the fable with the military or political events Mingling, in wild disorder cast, of the civil war, but only as affording a degree of The expected future with the past. probability to the fictitious narrative now presented Conscience, anticipating time, to the public.

Already rues the unacted crime,

And calls tier furies forth, to shake

The sounding scourge and hissing spaken
While her poor victim's outward throes

Bear witness to his mental woes,

And show what lesson may be read
The moon is in her summer glow,
But hoarse and high the breezes blow,

Beside a sinner's restless bed.
And, racking o'er her face, the cloud

Varies the tincture of her shroud;
On Barnard's towers, and Tees's stream, Thus Oswald's labouring feelings trace
She changes as a guilty dream,

Strange changes in his sleeping face,
• When conscience, with remorse and fear, Rapid and ominous as these
Goads sleeping fancy's wild career.

With which the moon-beams tinge the Teer
Her light seemed now the blush of shame, There might be seen of shame the blush,
Seemed now fierce anger's darker ffame, There anger's dark and fiercer flush,
Shifting that shade, to come and go,

While the perturbed sleeper's hand
Like apprehension's hurried glow;

Seemed grasping dagger-knife, or brand. Then sorrow's livery dims the air,

Relaxed that grasp, the heavy sigh, And dies in darkness, like despair.

The tear in the half-opening eye, Such varied hues the warder sees

The pallid cheek and brow, confessed Reflected from the woodland Tees,

That grief was busy in his breast; Then from old Baliol's tower looks forth, Nor paused that mood-a sudden start Sees the clouds mustering in the north,

Impelled the life-blood from the heart; Hears, upon turret-roof and wall,

Features convulsed, and mutterings dread, By fits the plashing rain-drop falí,

Show terror reigns in sorrow's steåd; Lists to the breeze's boding sound,

That the painful slumber broke, And wraps his shaggy mantle round.

And Oswald, with a start, awoke.


He woke, and feared again to close
His eyelids in such dire repose;
He woke,-to watch the lamp, and tell
From hour to hour the castle bell,
Or listen to the owlet's cry,
Or the sad breeze that whistles by,
Or catch, by fits, the tuneless rhyme
With which the warder cheats the time,
And envying think how, when the sun
Bids the poor soldier's watch be done,
Couched on his straw, and fancy free,
He sleeps like careless infancy.

Far townward sounds a distant tread,
And Oswald, starting from his bed,
Hath caught it, though no human ear,
Unsharpened by revenge and fear,
Could e'er distinguish horse's clank,
Until it reached the castle-bank.
Now nigh and plain the sound appears,
The warder's challenge now he hears.
Then clanking chains and levers tell,
That o'er the moat the drawbridge fell,
And, in the castle court below,
Voices are heard, and torches glow,
As marshalling the stranger's way,
Straight for the room where Oswald lay;
The cry was "Tidings from the host,
Of weight-a messenger comes post.'
Stifling the tumult of his breast,
His answer Oswald thus expressed
“Bring food and wine, and trim the fire;
Admit the stranger, and retire.”_

The stranger came with heavy stride;
The morion's plumes his visage hide,
And the buff coat, in ample fold,
Mantles his form's gigantic mould.3
Full slender answer deigned he
To Oswald's anxious courtesy,
But marked, by a disdainful smile,
He saw and scorned the petty wile,
When Oswald changed the torch's place,
Anxious that on the soldier's face
Its partial lustre might be thrown,
To show his looks, yet hide his own.
His guest, the while, laid slow aside
The ponderous cloak of tough bull's hide,
And io the torch glanced broad and clear
The corslet of a cuirassier.
Then from his brows the casque he drew,
And from the dank plume dashed the dew,
From gloves of mail relieved his hands,
And spread them to the kindling brands,
Aod, turning to the genial board,
Without a health, or pledge, or word
Of meet and social reverence said,
Deeply he drank, and fiercely fed;
As free from ceremcoy's sway,
As famished wolf that tears his prey.

With deep impatience, tinged with fear,
His host beheld him gorge his cheer,
And quaff the full carouse, that lent
His brow a fiercer bardiment.
Now Oswald stoud a space aside,
Now paced the room with hasty stride,
In feverish agony to learn
Tidings of deep and dread concern,

Cursing each moment that his guest
Protracted o'er his ruffian feast.
Yet, viewing with alarm, at last,
The end of ihat uncouth repast,
Almost he seemed their haste to rue,
As, at his sign, his train withdrew,
And left him with the stranger, free
To question of his mystery.
Then did his silence long proclaim
A struggle between fear and shame.

Much in the stranger's mien appears,
To justify suspicious fears.
On his dark face a scorching clime,
And toil, had done the work of time,
Roughened the brow, the temples bared,
And sable hairs with silver shared,
Yet left-what age alone could tame
The lip of pride, the eye of flame,
The full-drawn lip that upward curled,
The eye, that seemed to scorn the world.
That lip had terror never blanched;
Ne'er in that eye had tear-drop quenched
The flash severe of swarthy glow,
That mocked at pain, and knew not wo;
Inured to danger's direst form,
Tornade and earthquake, flood and storm,
Death had he seen by sudden blow,
By wasting plague, by tortures slow,

By mine or breach, by steel or ball, Knew all his shapes, and scorned them all.

IX. But yet, though Bertram's hardened look, Unmoved, could blood and danger brook, Still worse than apathy had place On his swart brow and callous face; For evil passions, cherished long, Had ploughed them with impressions strong. All that gives gloss to sin, all gay Light folsy, passed with youth away, But rooted stood, in manhood's hour, The weeds of vice without their flower. And yet the soil in which they grew, Had it been tamed when life was new, Had depth and vigour to bring forth The hardier fruits of virtuous worth. Not that, e'en then, his heart had known The gentler feelings' kindlier tone; But lavish waste had been refined To bounty in his chastened mind, And lust of gold, that waste to feed, Been lost in love of glory's meed, And, frantic then no more, his pride Had ta'en fair virtue for its guide.


E’en now, by conscience unrestrained,
Clogged by gross vice, by slaughter stained,
Still knew his daring soul to soar,
And mastery o'er the mind he bore;
For meaner guilt, or heart less hard,
Quailed beneath Bertram's bold regard.
And this felt Oswald, while in vain
He strove, by many a winding train,
To lure his sullen guest to show,
Unasked, the news he longed to know,
While on far other subject hung
His heart, than faltered from his tongue.
Yet nought for that his guest did deign
To note or spare his secret pain,
But still, in stern and stubborn sort,
Returned him answer dark and short,

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