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Each ordering that his band
Such was the King's command.
XXIII. Early they took Dun-Edin's road, And I could trace each step they trode ; Hill, brook, nor dell, nor rock, nor stone, Lies on the path to me unknown. Much might it boast of storied lore; But, passing such digression o'er, Suffice it that their route was laid Across the furzy hills of Braid. They passed the glen and scanty rill, And climbed the opposing bank, until They gained the top of Blackford Hill.
Blackford ! on whose uncultured breast,
Among the broom, and thorn, and whin,
A truant-boy, I sought the nest,
While rose, on breezes thin,
Saint Giles's mingling din.
And o'er the landscape as I look,
Save the rude cliffs and chiming brook.
Since Marmion, from the crown
Upon the bent so brown:
Upland, and dale, and down : A thousand did I say? I ween, Thousands on thousands there were seen, That chequered all the heath between
The streamlet and the town; In crossing ranks extending far, Forming a camp irregular; Oft giving way, where still there stood Some reliques of the old oak wood, That darkly huge did intervene, And tamed the glaring white with green : In these extended lines there lay A martial kingdom's vast array.
XXVI. For from Hebudes, dark with rain, To eastern Lodon's fertile plain, And from the southern Redswire edge, To farthest Rosse's rocky ledge; From west to east, from south to north, Scotland sent all her warriors forth.
Marmion might hear the mingled hum
And charger's shrilling neigh ;
The sun's reflected ray.
* Seven culverins so called, cast by one Borthwick.
Ill-omened gift! the guns remain ..
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Various in shape, device, and hue,
O'er the pavilions flew.
Pitched deeply in a massive stone,
Which still in memory is shown,
* Each of these feudal ensigns intimated the different rank of those entitled to display them.