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Wild sparkles crest the broken tides,
With elvish lustre lave,
A gloomy splendour gave.
From his dark brow the livid flakes
In envious pageantry, To match the meteor light that streaks
Grim Hecla's midnight sky.
XXII. Nor lack'd they steadier light to keep Their course upon the darken’d deep ;Artornish, on her frowning steep
'Twixt cloud and ocean hung, Glanced with a thousand lights of glee, And landward far, and far to sea,
Her festal radiance flung.
By that blithe beacon-light they steer'd,
Whose lustre mingled well.
Above the eastern Fell. ; .
Thus guided, on their course they bore Until they rear’d the mainland shore, When frequent on the hollow blast ..' Wild shouts of merriment were cast,
And wind and wave and sea-birds' cry
Or like the battle-shout
Madden the fight and rout.
I. THE LORD OF THE ISLES
Now nearer yet, through mist and storm,
And deepen'd shadow made,
An hundred torches play'd,
That dazzle as they fade.
So strait, so high, so steep, ..
And plunged them in the deep.
His bugle then the helmsman wound;
From turret, rock, and bay,
On those rude steps of slippery stone,
To light the upward way. « Thrice welcome, holy Sire!” he said ; 6 Full long the spousal train have staid,
And, vex'd at thy delay, Feard lest, amidst these wildering seas, The darksome night and freshening breeze
Had driven thy bark astray."
“ Warder," the younger stranger said, 66 Thine erring guess some mirth had made In mirthful hour; but nights like these, When the rough winds wake western seas,
Brook not of glee. We crave some aid
Until the break of day; -
That's breathed upon by May.
Again to bear away.”—
Assert ye hospitable claim ?
Whence come, or whither bound?
Hath Erin seen your parting sails ?