Firth from the pass in tamalt driven,
Like maf before the wind of heaven,
The archery accear:
For life for life, meir fight they ply-
And shriek, and sheus, and battle-ery,
And plaids and bennets waving high,
And fri-veris dashing to the sky,
Are maddening in the rear.
Onward they drive in dreadful race,
Pursuers and pursued;
Before has tile of figas and hase,
How shall it keep its meted place,
The spearmen's swith wied!
-Down, down."uried Mar. “your lances down!
Bear back both friend and fie!"
Like reeds before the tempest's frown,
That served grove of lances brown
At once lay levelled low:
And closely shonldering side to side,
The bristling ranks the caset bide.—
— We'll quell the savage mountaineer,
As their Tinchel* cows the game!
They come as feet as forest deer,
We'll drive them back as tame.”—
"Bearing before them. in their course,
The relics of the archer force,
Like wave with crest of sparkling foam,
Right onward did Clan-Alpine come.
Above the tide, each broa i-sword bright
Was brandishing like beam of light,
Each targe was dark below;
And with the ocean's mighty swing,
When heaving to the tempest's wing,
They hurled them on the foe.
I heard the lance's shivering crash,
As when the whirlwind ren is the ash;
I heard the broad-sword's deadly clang,
As if an hundred anvils rang!
But Moray wheeled his rear-ward rank
Of horsemen on Clan-Alpine's flank,-
-My banner-man, advance!
I see,' he cried, "their column shake.-
Now, gallants! for your ladies' sake,
Upon them with the lance!"—
The horsemen dashed among the route,
As deer break through the broom;
Their steeds are stout, their swords are out,
They soon make lightsome room.
• A circle of sportsmen, who, by surrounding a great space, and gradually narrowing, brought immense quantities of deer together, which usually made desperate efforts to break through the Tinchel