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“ And thou! when by the blazing oak perstitious rites, both in the north of Scotland and I lay, to her and love resign’d,
in Wales. Say, rode ye on the eddying smoke,
3. The seer's prophetic spirit found, &c.-P. 400. Or sail'd ye on the midnight wind?
I can only describe the second sight, by adopting “ Not thine a race of mortal blood,
Dr. Johnson's definition, who calls it " an impresNor old Glengyle's pretended line;
sion, either by the mind upon the eye, or by the Thy dame, the lady of the flood,
eye upon the mind, by which things distant and Thy sire, the monarch of the mine."
future are perceived and seen as if they were pre
sent.” To which I would only add, that the speeHe mutter'd thrice St. Oran's rhyme, And thrice St. Fillan's powerful prayer;5
tral appearances, thus presented, usually presage Then turned him to the eastern clime,
misfortune; that the faculty is painful to those who And sternly shook his coal-black hair.
suppose they possess it; and that they usually ac
quire it, while themselves under the pressure of And, bending o'er his harp, he flung
melancholy. His wildest witch-notes on the wind;
4. Will good St. Oran's rule prevail.-P. 401. And loud, and high, and strange, they rung, St. Oran was a friend and follower of St. Cu.
As many a magic change they find. lumba, and was bnried in Icolmkill. His preTall waxed the spirit's altering form,
tensions to be a saint were rather dubious. AcTill to the roof her stature grew;
cording to the legend, he consented to be buried Then, mingling with the rising storm,
alive, in order to propitiate certain demons of the With one wild yell, away she flew.
soil, who obstructed the attempts of Columba to
build a chapel. Columba caused the body of his Rain beats, hail rattles, whirlwinds tear: friend to be dug up, after three days had elapsed, The slender hut in fragments few;
when Oran, to the horror and scandal of the asBut not a lock of Moy's loose hair
sistants, declared, that there was neither a God, Was waved by wind, or wet by dew.
a judgment, nor a future state! He had no time to Wild mingling with the howling gale, make further discoveries, for Columba caused the Loud bursts of ghastly laughter rise;
earth once more to be shovelled over him with the High o'er the minstrel's head they sail, utmost despatch. The chapel, however, and the Ănd die amid the northern skies.
cemetery, was called Reilig Ouran; and, in memory The voice of thunder shook the wood,
of his rigid celibacy, no female was permitted to As ceased the more than mortal yell;
pay her devotions, or be buried, in that place.
This is the rule alluded to in the poem.
5. And thrice St. Fillan's powerful prayer.-P. 402.
St. Fillan has given his name to many chapels, Next, dropped from high a mangled arm; holy fountains, &c. in Scotland. He was, accordThe fingers strained a half-drawn blade;
ing to Camerarius, an abbot of Pitten weem, in And last, the life-blood streaming warm, , Fife, from which situation he retired, and died a
Torn from the trunk, a gasping head. hermit in the wilds of Glenurchy, A. D. 649. Oft o'er that head, in battling field,
While engaged in transcribing the Scriptures, his Streamed the proud crest of high Benmore; left hand was observed to send forth such a splenThat arm the broad claymore could wield, dour, as to afford light to that with which he wrote;
Which dyed the Teith with Saxon gore. a miracle which saved many candles to the conWo to Moneira's sullen rills!
vent, as St. Fillan used to spend whole nights in Wo to Glenfinlas' dreary glen!
that exercise. The 9th of January was dedicated There never son of Albyn's Hills
to this saint, who gave his name to Kilolan, in Shall draw the hunter's shaft agen!
Renfrew, and St. Phillans, or Forgend, in Fife.
Lesley, lib. 7, tells us, that Robert the Bruce was E'en the tired pilgrim's burning seet
possessed of Fillan's miraculous and luminous At noon shall shun that sheltering den, arm, which he inclosed in a silver shrine, and had Lest, journeying in their rage, he meet it carried at the bead of his army. Previous to the The wayward ladies of the glen.
battle of Bannockburn, the king's chaplain, a man And we-behind the chieftain's shield,
of little faith, abstracted the relic, and deposited No more shall we in safety dwell;
it in some place of security, lest it should fall into None leads the people to the field
the hands of the English. But, lo! while Robert And we the loud lament must swell.
was addressing his prayers to the empty casket, it
was observed to open and shut suddenly; and, on O hone a rie'! O hone a rie'!
inspection, the saint was found to have himself The pride of Alhyn's line is o'er,
deposited his arm in the shrine, as an assurance And fallen Glenartney's stateliest tree;
of victory. Such is the tale of Lesley. But though We ne'er shall see lord Ronald more!
Bruce little needed that the arm of St. Fillan should assist his own, he dedicated to him, in
gratitude, a priory" at Killin, upon Loch Tay. 1. Well can the Saxon widows tell.-P. 400.
In the Scots Magazine for July, 1802 (a national The term Sassenach, or Saxon, is applied by periodical publication, which has lately revived the highlanders to their low-country neighbours. with considerable energy, there is a copy of a 2. How blazed lord Ronald's beltane tree.-P. 400.
very curious crown-grant, dated 11th July, 1487, The fires lighted by the highlanders on the by which James III confirms to Malice Doire, an first of May, in compliance with a custom derived inhabitant of Strathfillan, in Perthshire, the peace from the pagan times, are termed, the Beltane able exercise and enjoyment of a relic of si. Fil. Tree. It is a festival celebrated with various su-lan, called the Quegrích, which he, and his pre
decessors, are said to have possessed since the And he whistled thrice for his little foot-page, days of Robert Bruce. As the quegrich was used His name was English Will. to cure diseases, this document is, probably, the “Come thou hither, my little foot-page; most ancient patent ever granted for a quack me Come bither to my knee; dicine. The ingenious correspondent, by whom it Though thou art young, and tender of age, is furnished, further observes, that additional par I think thou art true to me. ticulars concerning St. Fillan are to be found in
“Come, tell me all that thou hast seen, Bullenden's Boece, book 4, folio ccxiii, and in
And look thou tell me true! Pennant's Tour in Scotland, 1772, pp. 11, 15.
Since I from Smaylho'me tower have been,
What did thy lady do?”
“My lady, each night, sought the lonely light, SMAYLHO'ME, or Smallholm Tower, the scene of
That burns on the wild Watchfold; the following ballad, is situated on the northern For, from height to height, the beacons bright boundary of Roxburghshire, among a cluster of wild rocks, called Sandiknow Crags, the property « The bittern clamoured from the moss,
Of the English foemen told.
The wind blew loud and shrill; now ruinous. The circuit of the outer court, be
To the eiry beacon hill. ing defended, on three sides, by a precipice and morass, is accessible only from the west, by a “ I watched her steps, and silent came steep and rocky path. The apartments, as is usual Where she sat her on a stone; in a border-keep, or fortress, are placed one above No watchman stood by the dreary flame; another, and communicate by a narrow stair; on It burned all alone. the roof are two bartizans, or platforms, for defence “ The second night I kept her in sight, or pleasure. The ioner door of the tower is wood, Till to the fire she came, The outer an iron grate; the distance between them and, by Mary's might! an armed knight being nine feet, the thickness, namely, of the wall. Stood by the lonely flame. From the elevated situation of Smaylho’me Tower, “ And many a word that warlike lord it is seen many miles in every direction. Among the crags by which it is surrounded, one, more But the rain fell fast, and loud blew the blast,
Did speak to my lady there; eminent, is called The Watchfold; and is said to
And I heard not what they were. have been the station of a beacon, in the times of
«« The third night there the sky was fair, war with England. Without the tower-court is a
And the mountain blast was still, ruined chapel. Brotherstone is a heath, in the neighbourhood of Smaylho'me Tower.
As again I watched the secret pair, This ancient fortress and its vicinity formed the
On the lonesome beacon hill. scene of the author's infancy, and seemed to claim “And I heard her name the midnight hour, from him this attempt to celebrate them in a border And name this holy eve; tale. The catastrophe of the tale is founded upon And say, 'Come this night to thy lady's bower: a well-known Irish tradition.
Ask no bold baron's leave. The baron of Smaylho'me rose with day,
“ . He lifts his spear with the bold Buccleuch; He spurred his courser on,
His lady is all alones
The door she'll undo to her knight so true,
On the eve of good St. John.''
"I cannot come; I must not come, His banner broad to rear:
I dare not come to thee; He went not 'gainst the English yew
On the eve of St. John I must wander alone; To lift the Scottish spear.
In thy bower I may not be.' Yet his plate-jack* was braced, and his helmet “ Now, out on thee, faint-hearted knight! was laced,
Thou shouldst not say me nay, And his vaunt-brace of proof he wore;
For the eve is sweet, and when lovers meet, At his saddle-gerthe was a good steel sperthe, Is worth the whole summer's day. Full ten pound weight and more.
<< And I'll chain the blood-hound, and the warder The baron returned in three days' space,
shall not sound, And his looks were sad and sour;
And rushes shall be strewed on the stair, And weary was his courser's pace,
So, by the black rood-stone, * and by holy St. John, As he reached his rocky tower.
I conjure thee, my love, to be there! He came not from where Ancram Moor!
• Though the blood-hound be mute, and the rush Ran red with English blood;
beneath my foot, Where the Douglas true, and the bold Buccleuch,
And the warder his bugle should not blow, 'Gainst keen lord Evers stood.
Yet there sleepeth a priest in the chamber to the Yet was his helmet hacked and hewed,
east, His acton pierced and tore;
And my footstep he would know.'
"O fear not the priest, who sleepeth to the east!
For to Dryburght the way he has ta'en;
• The black rood of Melrose was a crucifix of black mar.
ble, and of superior sanctity. The plate.jack is coal-armour; the vaunt-brace, or +'Dryburgh abbey is beautifully situatedon the banks of wambrace, armour for the body; the sperthe, a battle-axe. ( the Tweed. After its dissolution, it became the property
And there to say mass, till three days do pass,
“« The Ancram Moor is red with gore, For the soul of a knight that is slayne.'
For many a southron fell; “He turned him round, and grimly he frowned; And Buccleuch has charged us, evermore,
To watch our beacons well." Then he laughed right scornfully; • He who says the mass-rite for the soul of that The lady blushed red, but nothing she said: knight,
Nor added the baron a word: May as well say mass for me.
Then she stepp'd down the stair to her chamber a • At the lone midnight hour, when bad spirits
fair, have power,
And so did her moody lord. In thy chamber will I be.'
In sleep the lady mourned, and the baron tossed With that he was gone, and my lady left alone,
and turned, And no more did I see.”
And oft to himself he said, Then changed, I trow, was that bold baron's brow,
“The worms around him creep, and his bloody From the dark to the blood-red high;
grave is deep“Now, tell me the mien of the knight thou hast
It cannot give up the dead!”
It was near the ringing of matin bell, For, by Mary, he shall die!”
The night was well nigh done, “ His arms shone full bright in the beacon's red When a heavy sleep on that baron fell, light,
On the eve of good St. John. His plume it was scarlet and blue;
The lady looked through the chamber fair, On nis shield was a hound, in a silver leash bound, By the light of a dying flame;
And his crest was a branch of the yew." And she was aware of a knight stood there, “ Thou liest, thou liest, thou little foot-page,
Sir Richard of Coldi-ghame! Loud dost thou lie to me!
“ Alas! away, away!” she cried, For that knight is cold, and low laid in the mould, “For the holy Virgin's sake!” All under the Eildon tree."*
“ Lady, I know who sleeps by thy side; “ Yet hear but my word, my noble Iord!
But, lady, he will not awake. For I heard her name his name;
“ By Eildon tree, for long nights three, And that lady bright, she called the knight, In bloody grave have I lain; Sir Richard of Coldinghame."
The mass and the death prayer are said for me, The bold baron's brow then changed, I trow, But, lady, they are said in vain. From high blood-red to pale!
“By the baron's brand, near Tweed's fair strand, “The grave is deep and dark, and the corpse is
Most foully slain I fell; stiff and stark,
And my restless sprite on the beacon's height, So I may not trust thy tale.
For a space is doomed to dwell. “ Where fair Tweed flows round holy Melrose,
“ At our trysting-place,* for a certain space, And Eildon slopes to the plain,
I must wander to and fro; Full three nights ago, by some secret foe,
But I had not had power to come to thy bower, That gay gallant was slain.
Hadst thou not conjured me so.” “ The varying light deceived thy sight, And the wild winds drowned the name;
Love mastered fear; her brow she crossed; For the Dryburgh bells ring, and the white monks “ How, Richard, hast thou sped?
And art thou saved, or art thou lost!” For sir Richard of Coldinghame!”
The Vision shook his head! He passed the court gate, and he op'd the tower" Who spilleth life shall forfeit life; grate,
So bid thy lord believe: And he mounted the narrow stair,
That lawless love is guilt above, To the bartizan seat, where, with maids that on This awful sign receive."
her wait, He found his lady fair.
He laid his left palm on an oaken beam;
His right upon her hand: That lady sat in mournful mood;
The lady shrunk, and, fainting, sunk,
For it scorched like a fiery brand.
The sable score of fingers four,
Remains on that board impressed; “ Now hail, now hail, thou lady bright!”
And for evermore that lady wore “ Now hail, thou baron true!
A covering on her wrist.
Ne'er looks upon the sun:
• Eildon is a high hill, terminating in three conieal That nun, who ne'er beholds the day,
That monk the bold baron.
* Trysting-place, a place of rendezvous.
appeared to the English to be the main body of 1. BATTLE OF ANCRAM MOOR.-P. 403. the Scots, in the act of flight. Under this persuaLord Evers, and sir Brian Latoun, during the sion, Evers and Latoun hurried precipitately foryear 1544, committed the most dreadful ravages ward, and, having ascended the hill, which their upon the Scottish frontiers, compelling most of the foes had abandoned, were no less dismayed than inhabitants, and especially the men of Liddesdale, astonished, lo find the phalanx of Scottish spearto take assurance under the king of England. Upon men drawn up, in firm array, upon the flat ground the 17th of November, in that year, the sum total below. The 'Scots in their turn became the asof their depredations stood thus, in the bloody sailants. A heron, roused from the marshes by the leger of lord Evers.
tumult, soared away betwixt the encountering arTowns, towers, barnekynes, pa
mies: "0!” exclaimed Angus, “ that I had here ryshe churches, bastiñ houses,
my white goss hawk, that we might all yoke at burned and destroyed....
192 once!"--Godscroft. The English, breathless and Scots slain...
403 fatigued, having the setting sun and wind full in Prisoners taken.
816 their faces, were unable to withstand the resolute Nolt (cattle). .
10,386 and desperate charge of the Scottish lances. No Shepe..
12,492 sooner had they begun to waver, than their own Nags and geldings.
1,296 allies, the assured borderers, who had been waitGayt.
200 ing the event, threw aside their red crosses, and, Bolls of corn..
850 joining their countrymen, made a most merciless Insight gear, &c. (furniture) an incalcula slaughter among the English fugitives, the purble quantity:
suers calling upon each other to remember Murdin's State Papers, vol. i, p. 51.
Broomhouse!"--Lesley, p. 478. In the battle fell The king of England had promised to these two lord Evers, and his son, together with sir Brian barons a feudal grant of the country, which they Latoun, and 800 Englishmen, many of whom were bad thus reduced to a desert; upon hearing which, persons of rank. A thousand prisoners were taken. Archibald Douglas, the seventh earl of Angus, is Among these was a patriotic alderman of London, said to have sworn to write the deed of investiture Read by name, who, having contumaciously reupon their skins, with sharp pens and bloody ink, ed from the city by Henry VIII, was sent by royal in resentment for their having defaced the tombs of his ancestors, at Melrose. - Godscroft. In 1545, authority to serve against the Scots. These, at lord Evers and Latoun again entered Scotland settling his ransom, he found still more exorbitant
in their exactions than the monarch.- Redpath's with an army, consisting of 3000 mercenaries, 1500 English borderers, and 700 assured Scottish- Border History, p. 553. Evers was much regretmen, chiefly Armstrongs, Turnbulls, and other ted by king Henry, who swore to avenge his death broken clans. In this second incursion, the En- upon Angus; against whom he conceived himself glish generals even exceeded their former cruelty. to have particular grounds of resentment, on acEvers burned the tower of Broom house, with its count of favours received by the earl at his hands. lady (a noble and aged woman, says Lesley,) and The answer of Angus was worthy of a Douglas. her whole family. The English penetrated as far
“ Is our brother-in-law offended, "* said he, " that as Melrose, which they had destroyed last
I, as a good Scotsman, have avenged my ravaged
year, and which they now again pillaged. As they re- country, and the defaced tombs of my ancestors, turned towards Jedburg, they were followed by upon Ralph Evers! They were better men than Angus, at the head of 1000 horse, who was shortly he, and I was bound to do no less and will he after joined by the famous Norman Lesley, with the skirts of Kirnetable:t I can keep my self there
my life for that! Little knows king Henry a body of Fife-men. The English, being probably upon their rear, halted upon Ancram moor, above the spot on which it was fought is called Lyliard's unwilling to cross the Teviot while the Scots hung against all his English host.”—Godscroft.
Such was the noted battle of Ancram Moor. the village of that name; and the Scottish general Edge, from an Amazonian Scottish woman of that when sir Walter Scoit* of Buccleuch came up, at name, who is reported, by tradition, to have disfull speed, with a small but chosen body of his tinguished herself in the same manner as squire retainers, the rest of whom were near at hand. Witherington. The old people point out her moBy the advice of this experienced warrior (to is said to have been legible within this century,
nument, now broken and defaced. The inscription whose conduct Pitscottie and Buchanan ascribe the success of the engagement,) Angus withdrew and to have run thus: from the height which he occupied, and drew up Fair maiden Lylliard lies under this stane, his forces behind it, upon a piece of low flat ground, Little was her stature, but great was her fame; called Panier-heugh, or Peniel-heugh. The spare And when her legs were cutted off, she fought upon her horses, being sent to an eminence in their rear,
Vide Account of the Parish of Melrose. • The editor has found no instance upon record of this
It appears, from a passage in Stowe, that an anfamily having taken assurance with England. Hence they usually suffered dreadfully from the English forays. cestor of lord Evers held also a grant of Scottish In August, 1544 (the year preceding the battle,) the whole lands from an English monarch.“I have seen, lands belonging to Buccleuch, in West Teviotdale, were harried by Evers; the out-works, or barnking of the tower said king Edward I, a manor called Ketnes, in
says the historian, " under the broad seale of the prisoners, and an immense prey of horses, cattle, and the countie of Ferfare, in Scotland, and neere the sheep, carried off. The lands upon Kale Water, belong furthest part of the same nation northward, given ing to the same chieftain, were also plundered, and much spoil obtained; thirty Scots slain, and the Moss Tower (a Angus had married the widow of James IV, sister on fórir ss near Eckford) smoked very sore. Thus Buccleuch king Henry VIII. had a long account to settle at Ancram Moor.-Murdin's + Kirnetáble, now
called Cairntable, is a mountainous State Papers, pp. 45, 46.
tract at the head of Douglasdale.
to John Eure and his heirs, ancestor to the lord tle, until their ferocity occasioned their being ex. Eure that now is, and for his service done in these tirpated, about forty years ago. Their appearance partes, with market, &c. dated at Lanercost, the was beautiful, being milk white, with black muze 20th day of October, anno regis, 34.”-Stowe’s zles, horns, and hoofs. The bulls are described Annals, p. 210. This grant, like that of Henry, by ancient authors, as having white manes; but must have been dangerous to the receiver. those of latter days had lost that peculiarity, per
2. There is a nun in Dryburgh bower.- P. 404. haps by intermixture with the tame breed. The oircumstance of the nun, “who never saw
in detailing the death of the regent Murray, the day,” is not entirely imaginary. About fifty which is made the subject of the following ballad, years ago, an unfortunate female wanderer took it would be injustice to my reader to use other up her residence in a dark vault, among the ruins words than those of Dr. Robertson, whose account of Dryburgh-abbey, which, during
the day, she of that memorable event forms a beautiful piece of never quilled. When night fell, she issued from historical painting. this miserable habitation, and went to the house
“ Hamilton of Bothwellhaugh was the person of Mr. Haliburton, of Newmains, the editor's who committed this barbarous action. He had great-grandfather, or to that of Mr. Erskine, of been condemned to death soon after the battle of Shielfeld, two gentlemen of the neighbourhood. Langside, as we have already related, and owed From their charity she obtained such necessaries his life to the regent's clemency. But part of his as she could be prevailed upon to accept. At estate had been bestowed upon one of the regent's twelve, each night, she lighted her candie, and favourites,+ who siezed his house, and turned out returned to her vault; assuring her friendly neigh- his wife, naked, in a cold night, into the open bours that, during her absence, her habitation was
fields, where, before next morning, she became arranged by a spirit, to whom she gave the un- furiously mad. This injury made a deeper imcouth name of Fatlips; describing him as a little pression on him than the benefit he had received, man, wearing heavy iron shoes, with which he and from that moment he vowed to be revenged of trampled the clay floor of the vault, to dispel the the regent. Party rage strengthened and inflamed damps. This circumstance caused her to be re- his private resentment. His kinsmen, the Hamil. garded, by the well-informed, with compassion, as tons, applauded the enterprise. The maxims of deranged in her understanding; and by the vulgar, that age justified the most desperate course he with some degree of terror. The cause of her could take to obtain vengeance. He followed the adopting this extraordinary mode of life she would regent for some time, and watched for an oppornever explain. It was, however, believed to have tunity to strike the blow. He resolved, at last, to been occasioned by a vow, that, during the absence wait till his enemy should arrive at Linlithgow, of a man, to whom she was attached, she would through which he was to pass, in his way from never look upon the sun,
Her lover never re. Stirling to Edinburgh. He took his stand in a turned. He fell during the civil war of 1745-6, wooden gallery, which had a window towards the and she never more would behold the light of day! street; spread a feather-bed on the floor, to hiuder
The vault, or rather dungeon, in which this un- the noise of his feet from being heard; hung up a fortunate woman lived and died, passes still by black cloth behind him, that his shadow might not the name of the supernatural being, with which be observed from without; and, after all this preits gloom was tenanted by her disturbed imagina- paration, calmly expected the regent's approach, tion, and few of the neighbouring peasants dare who had lodged, during the night, in a house noi enter it by night.
far distant. Some indistinct information of the
danger which threatened him had been conveyed CADYOW CASTLE.
to the regent, and he paid so much regard to it, that he resolved to return by the same gate through
which he had entered, and to fetch a compass round RIGHT HON. LADY ANNE HAMILTON. the town. But, as the crowd about the gate vas The ruins of Cadyow, or Cadzow castle, the an- great, and he himself unacquainted with tear, be cient baronial residence of the family of Hamilton, proceeded directly along the street; and the throng are situated upon the precipitous banks of the ri- of people obliging him to move very slowly, gare ver Evan, about two miles above its junction with the assassin time to take so true an aim, that he the Clyde. It was dismantled in the conclusion of shot him, with a single bullet, through the lower the civil wars, during the reign of the unfortunate part of his belly, and killed the horse of a gentleMary, to whose cause the house of Hamilton de- man, who rode on his other side. His followers voted themselves with a generous zeal, which oc- instantly endeavoured to break into the house casioned their temporary obscurity, and, very whence the blow had come; but they found the nearly, their total ruin. The situation of the ruins, door strongly barricaded, and, before it could be embosomed in wood, darkened by ivy, and creep- which stood ready for him at a back-passage, and
forced open, Hamilton had mounted a fleet horse, s ing shrubs, and overhanging the brawling torrent, is romantic in the highest degree. In the immediate vicinity of Cadyow is a grove of immense and are still to be seen at chillingham castle in Northum
They were formerly kept in the park at Drumlanrig, oaks, the remains of ihe Caledonian forest, which berland. For their nature and ferocity, see Notes. anciently extended through the south of Scotland, + This was sir James Ballenden, lord-justice-elerk from the Eastern to the Atlantic Ocean. Some of whose shameful and inhuman rapacity occasioned the these trees measure twenty-five feet, and upwards, catastrophe in the text.-Spottiswoode. in circumference, and the state of decay, in which which it was attached was the property of the archbishop
t. This projecting gallery is still shown. The house to they now appear, shows, that they may have wit- of St. Andrews, a natural brother of the duke of Chatelnessed the rites of the druids. The whole scenery herauls, and uncle to Both wellhaugh. This, among many is included in the magnificent and extensive park other circumstances, seems to evince the aid which Bothof the duke of Hamilton. There was long preserv
wellhaugh received from his clan in effecting his purpose. d in this forest the breed of the Scottish wild cat- broath.
“ The gift of lord John Hamilton, commendator of Ar
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