Marmion . , When, pouring from their Highland hei^ The Scottish clans, in headlong sway, Had swept the scarlet ranks away. While stretched at length upon the floor, Again I fought each combat oer, Pebbles and shells, in order laid. The mimic ranks of war displayed ; And onward still the Scottish Lion bore. And still the scattered Southron fled before. Still, with vain fondness, could I trace,Anew, each kind familiar brightened at our evening fire !From the thatched mansions gray-haired Sire,Wise without learning, plain and good,And sprung of Scotlands gentler blood ;Whose eye, in age

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Marmion . , When, pouring from their Highland hei^ The Scottish clans, in headlong sway, Had swept the scarlet ranks away. While stretched at length upon the floor, Again I fought each combat oer, Pebbles and shells, in order laid. The mimic ranks of war displayed ; And onward still the Scottish Lion bore. And still the scattered Southron fled before. Still, with vain fondness, could I trace,Anew, each kind familiar brightened at our evening fire !From the thatched mansions gray-haired Sire,Wise without learning, plain and good,And sprung of Scotlands gentler blood ;Whose eye, in age, quick, clear, and what in youth its glance had been ;Whose doom discording neighbors sought,Content with equity unbougbt;To him the venerable Priest,Our frequent and familiar guest,Whose life and manners well could paintAlike the student and the saint;Alas! whose speech too oft I brokeWith gambol rude and timeless joke :For I Avas wayward, bold, and wild,A self-willed imp, a grandames child ;. ^S z(

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