XIV. From the sound of Teviot's tide, Chafing with the mountain's side, From the groan of the wind-swung oak, From the sullen echo of the rock, From the voice of the coming storm, The Ladye knew it well! It was the Spirit of the Flood that spoke, And he called on the Spirit of the Fell XV. River Spirit. "Sleep'st thou, brother ?" Mountain Spirit. "Brother, nay "On my hills the mountain-beams play. From Craik-cross to Skelf hill-pen, By every rill, in every glen, Merry elves their morrice pacing, To aërial minstrelsy, Emerald rings on brown heath tracing, Trip it deft and merrily. Up, and mark their nimble feet! Up, and list their music sweet!" XVI. River Spirit. "Tears of an imprisoned maiden Mix with my polluted stream; Margaret of Branksome, sorrow-laden, Tell me, thou, who view'st the stars, What shall be the maiden's fate? Who shall be the maiden's mate ?" XVII. Mountain Spirit. "Arthur's slow wain his course doth roll, In utter darkness round the pole; The Northern Bear lowers black and grim; Orion's studded belt is dim: Twinkling faint, and distant far, Shimmers through mist each planet star; But no kind influence deign they shower Till pride be quelled, and love be free." XVIII. The unearthly voices ceast, And the heavy sound was still; It died on the river's breast, It died on the side of the hill. But round Lord David's tower The sound still floated near; For it rung in the Ladye's bower, And it rung in the Ladye's ear. She raised her stately head, And her heart throbbed high with pride:- "Your mountains shall bend, And your streams ascend, Ere Margaret be our foeman's bride !" XIX. The Ladye sought the lofty hall, Where many a bold retainer lay, And, with jocund din, among them all, Her son pursued his infant play. A fancied moss-trooper, the boy The truncheon of a spear bestrode, And round the hall, right merrily, In mimic foray* rode. Even bearded knights, in arms grown old, Albeit their hearts, of rugged mould, Were stubborn as the steel they wore. For the gray warriors prophesied, How the brave boy, in future war, Should tame the Unicorn's pride, Exalt the Crescent and the Star. + * Foray, a predatory inroad. † Alluding to the armorial bearings of the Scots and Cars. XX. The Ladye forgot her purpose high, One moment-and no more; One moment gazed with a mother's eye, Then, from amid the armed train, She called to her William of Deloraine, XXI. A stark moss-trooping Scott was he, As e'er couched Border lance by knee: Through Solway sands, through Tarras moss, Had baffled Percy's best blood-hounds; In Eske, or Liddel, fords were none, Alike to him was time or tide, December's snow, or July's pride; Alike to him was tide or time, Moonless midnight, or matin prime : |