. The poetical works of Sir Walter Scott, baronet; ed. with a careful revision of the text. nt t was crimsoned oer. XXXIV. Bring here, he said, the mazers fourMy noble fathers loved of let them circle round the board,The pledge, fair Scotlands rights restored !And he whose lip shall touch the wineWithout a vow as true as mine,To hold both lands and life at naughtUntil her freedom shall be bought, —Be brand of a disloyal ScotAnd lasting infamy his lot!Sit, gentle friends ! our hour of gleeIs brief, we 11 spend it joyously !Blithest of all the suns bright beams,When betwixt storm and
. The poetical works of Sir Walter Scott, baronet; ed. with a careful revision of the text. nt t was crimsoned oer. XXXIV. Bring here, he said, the mazers fourMy noble fathers loved of let them circle round the board,The pledge, fair Scotlands rights restored !And he whose lip shall touch the wineWithout a vow as true as mine,To hold both lands and life at naughtUntil her freedom shall be bought, —Be brand of a disloyal ScotAnd lasting infamy his lot!Sit, gentle friends ! our hour of gleeIs brief, we 11 spend it joyously !Blithest of all the suns bright beams,When betwixt storm and storm he is our countrys work more, far more, must yet be messengers the country through ;Arouse old friends and gather new;Warn Lanarks knights to gird their the brave sons of Teviotdale,Let Ettricks archers sharp their fairest forms, the truest hearts !Call all, call all! from Reedswair-PathTo the wild confines of Cape-Wrath ;Wide let the news through Scotland ring,—The Northern Eagle claps his wing! THE LORD OF THE ISLES. 409. 5rfje 3Lorti of \\^z Eslrs. CANTO SIXTH. O WHO that shared them ever shall forgetThe emotions of the spirit-rousing time,When breathless in the mart the couriers metEarly and late, at evening and at prime;When the loud cannon and the merry chimeHailed news on news, as field on field was won,When Hope, long doubtful, soared at length sublime,And our glad eyes, awake as day Joys broad banner rise to meet the rising sun ! O these were hours when thrilling joy repaidA long, long course of darkness, doubts, and fears !The heart-sick faintness of the hope delayed,The waste, the woe, the bloodshed, and the tears,That tracked with terror twenty rolling years,All was forgot in that blithe jubilee !Her downcast eye even pale Affliction rears,To sigh a thankful prayer amid the gleeThat hailed the Despots fall, and peace and liberty ! 4IO SCOTTS POETICAL WORKS. Such news oer Scotlands hills t
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