. The poetical works of Sir Walter Scott, baronet; ed. with a careful revision of the text. ell-bound steps to BenvenueIn dangerous hour, and all but gaveThy Monarchs life to mountain glaive !Aloud he spoke: Thou still dost holdThat little talisman of gold, Pledge of my faith, Fitz-Jamess ring, —What seeks fair Ellen of the King; ? Full well the conscious maiden guessedHe probed the weakness of her breast;But with that consciousness there cameA lightening of her fears for Graeme,And more she deemed the Monarchs ireKindled gainst him who for her sireRebellious broadsword boldly drew ;And, to he
. The poetical works of Sir Walter Scott, baronet; ed. with a careful revision of the text. ell-bound steps to BenvenueIn dangerous hour, and all but gaveThy Monarchs life to mountain glaive !Aloud he spoke: Thou still dost holdThat little talisman of gold, Pledge of my faith, Fitz-Jamess ring, —What seeks fair Ellen of the King; ? Full well the conscious maiden guessedHe probed the weakness of her breast;But with that consciousness there cameA lightening of her fears for Graeme,And more she deemed the Monarchs ireKindled gainst him who for her sireRebellious broadsword boldly drew ;And, to her generous feeling craved the grace of Roderick Dhu. Forbear thy suit;— the King of kingsAlone can stay lifes parting know his heart, I know his shared his cheer, and proved his brand ; —My fairest earldom would I giveTo bid Clan-Alpines Chieftain live ! —Hast thou no other boon to crave ?No other captive friend to save ?Blushing, she turned her from the King,And to the Douglas gave the if she wished her sire to speak 248 SCOTTS POETICAL The suit that stained her glowing cheek. Nay, then, my pledge has lost its force,And stubborn justice holds her , come forth ! — and, at the word,Down kneeled the Grjeme to Scotlands Lord. For thee, rash youth, no suppliant sues,From thee may Vengeance claim her dues,Who, nurtured underneath our smile, Hast paid our care by treacherous wile,And sought amid thy faithful clanA refuge for an outlawed man,Dishonoring thus thy loyal name. —Fetters and warder for the Graeme !His chain of gold the King unstrung,The links oer Malcolms neck he gently drew the glittering laid the clasp on Ellens hand.
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