Marmion . THE HOSTEL, OR INN. The livelong day Lord Marmion rode;The mountain path the Palmer showedBy glen and streamlet winded still,Where stunted birches hid the might not choose the lowland road,For the Merse forayers were abroad,Who, fired with hate and thirst of prey,Had scarcely failed to bar their on the trampling band, from crownOf some tall cliff, the deer looked down;On wing of jet, from his repose 112 MA EM ION. CANTO III.

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