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Well had they cause of jealous fear,
When lay encamped, in field so near,
The Borderer and the Mountaineer.
As through the bustling streets they go,
All was alive with martial show;
At every turn, with dinning clang, .
The armourers' anvil clashed and rang ;
Or toiled the swarthy smith, to wheel
The bar that arms the charger’s heel ;
Or axe, or faulchion, to the side
Of jarring grind-stone was applied.

Page, groom, and squire, with hurrying pace,
Through street, and lane, and market-place,

Bore lance, or casque, or sword;
While burghers, with important face,

Described each new-come lord,
Discussed his lineage, told his name,
His following, “ and his warlike fame.

a Following-Feudal Retainers.

The Lion led to lodging meet,
Which high o’erlooked the crowded street ;

There must the Baron rest,
Till past the hour of vesper tide,
And then to Holy-Rood must ride,-

Such was the King's behest.
Meanwhile the Lion's care assigns
A banquet rich, and costly wines,

To Marmion and his train.
The Baron donned his peaceful weeds,
And following Lindesay as he leads,

The palace-halls they gain.

VII.
Old Holy-Rood rung merrily,
That night, with wassel, game, and glee:
King James within her princely bower.
Feasted the chiefs of Scotland's power,
Summoned to spend the parting hour;

For he had charged, that his array
Should southward march by break of day.

Well loved that splendid monarch aye !

The banquet and the song,
By day the tourney, and by night
The merry dance, traced fast and light,
The masquers quaint, the pageant bright,

The revel loud and long.
This feast outshone his banquets past :
It was his blithest,--and his last.
The dazzling lamps, from gallery gay,
Cast on the court a dancing ray;
Here to the harp did minstrels sing ;
There ladies touched a softer string ;
With long-eared cap, and motley vest,
The licensed fool retailed his jest ;
His magic tricks the juggler plied ;
At dice and draughts the gallants vied ;

While some, in close recess apart,
Courted the ladies of their heart,

Nor courted them in vain;
For often, in the parting hour,
Victorious love asserts his power,

O'er coldness and disdain ;
And flinty is her heart, can view
To battle march a lover true,
Can hear, perchance, his last adieu,

Nor own her share of paiņ.

VIII.
Through this mixed crowd of glee and game,
The King to greet Lord Marmion came,

While, reverend, all made room.
An easy task it was, I trow, .
King James's manly form to know,
Although, his courtesy to show,
He doffed, to Marmion bending low,

His broidered cap and plume.
For royal were his garb and mien,

His cloak, of crimson velvet piled,

Trimmed with the fur of martin wild His vest, of changeful sattin sheen,

The dazzled eye beguiled ;

His gorgeous collar hung adown,
Bearing the badge of Scotland's crown,
The thistle brave, of old renown;
His trusty blade, Toledo right,
Descended from a baldric bright;
White were his buskins, on the heel
His spurs inlaid of gold and steel;
His bonnet, all of crimson fair,
Was buttoned with a ruby rare :
And Marmion deemed he ne'er had seen
A prince of such a noble mien.

IX. The Monarch’s form was middle size.; For feat of strength, or exercise,

Shaped in proportion fair ; , And hazel was his eagle eye, And auburn of the darkest dye,

His short curled beard and hair. Light was his footstep in the dance,

And firm his stirrup in the lists ;

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