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And we-behind the Chieftain's shield,

No more shall we in safety dwell; None leads the people to the field

And we the loud lament must swell.

O hone a rie'! O hone a rie'!

The pride of Albin's line is c'er!
And fall’n Glenartney's stateliest tree;

We ne'er shall see Lord Ronald more!

“Lewis's collection produced also what Scott justly calls makes a German use of his Scottish materials; that the lo his first serious attempts in verse;' and of these the carliest gend, as briefly told in the simple prose of his preface, is more appears to have been the Glenfinlas. Here the scene is laid in affecting than the lofty and sonorous stanzas themselves; that the most favourite district of his favourite Perthshire High- the vague terror of the original dream loses, instead of gaining, lands; and the Gaelic tradition on which it is founded was far by the expanded elaboration of the detail. There may be more likely to draw out the secret strength of his genius, as something in these objections : but no man can pretend to be well as to arrest the feelings of his countrymen, than any sub- an impartial critic of the piece which first awoke his own ject with which the stores of German diablerie could have childish ear to the power of poetry and the melody of verse." supplied him. It has been alleged, however, that the poet - Life of Scott, vol. ii. p. 25.




How blazed Lord Ronald's beltane-tree.-P. 587.

And thrice Sl. Filan's powerful prayer.-F. 58

The fires lighted by the Highlanders, on the first of May, St. Fillan has given his name to many chapels, holy foun. in compliance with a custom derived from the Pagan times, tains, &c. in Scotland. He was, according to Camerarius, an are termed The Beltane-tree. It is a festival celebrated with Abbot of Pittenweem, in Fife; from which situation he retired, various superstitious rites, both in the north of Scotland and and died a hermit in the wilds of Glenurchy, A.D. 649. While in Wales.

engaged in transcribing the Scriptures, his left hand was observed to send forth such a splendour, as to afford light to that with which he wrote; a miracle which saved many can

dles to the convent, as St. Fillan used to spend whole nights NOTE B.

in that exercise. The 9th of January was dedicated to this

saint, who gave his name to Kilfillan, in Renfrew, and St. The seer's prophetic spirit found.-P. 587.

Phillans, or Forgend, in Fife. Lesley, lib. 7, tells us, that

Robert the Bruce was possessed of Fillan's miraculous and I can only describe the second sight, by adopting Dr. John- luminous arm, which he enclosed in a silver shrine, and had son's definition, who calls it “An impression, either by the it carried at the head of his army. Previous to the Battle of mind upon the eye, or by the eye upon the mind, by which Bannockburn, the king's chaplain, a man of little faith, abthings distant and future are perceived and seen as if they stracted the relict, and deposited it in a place of security, lest were present." To which I would only add, that the spec- it should fall into the hands of the English. But, lo! while tral appearances, thus presented, usually presage misfortune; | Robert was addressing his prayers to the empty casket, it was that the faculty is painful to those who suppose they possess observed to open and shut suddenly; and, on inspection, the it; and that they usually acquire it while themselves under saint was found to have himself deposited his arm in the the pressure of melancholy.

shrine as an assurance of victory. Such is the tale of Lesley. But though Bruce little needed that the arm of st. Fillan should assist his own, he dedicated to him, in gratitude, a

priory at Killin, upon Loch Tay. NOTE C.

In the Scots Magazine for July, 1802, there is a copy of a

very curious crown grant, dated 11th July, 1487, by which Will good St. Oran's rule prevail ?—P. 588.

James III. confirms, to Malice Doire, an inhabitant of Strath

fillan, in Perthshire, the peaceable exercise and enjoyment St. Oran was a friend and follower of St. Columba, and was of a relic of St. Fillan, being apparently the head of a pasto buried at lcolmkill. His pretensions to be a saint were ra- ral staff called the Qucgrich, which he and his predecesson ther dubious. According to the legend, he consented to be are said to have possessed since the days of Robert Bruce. buried alive, in order to propitiate certain dcmons of the soil, As the Quegrich was used to cure diseases, this document is who obstructed the attempts of Columba to build a chapel. probably the most ancient patent ever granted for a quack Columba caused the body of his friend to be dug up, after medicine. The ingenious correspondent, by whom it is fur. three days had elapsed; when Oran, to the horror and scan-nished, farther observes, that additional particulars, concerndal of the assistants, declared, that there was neither a God, ing St. Fillan, are to be found in BELLENDEN's Boece, Book 4, a judgment, nor a future state! He had no time to make folio ccxiii., and in PENNANT's Tour in Scotland, 1772, pp further discoveries, for Columba caused the earth once more 11, 15. to be shorelled over him with the utmost despatch. The cha- See a note on the lines in the first canto of Marmion. pel, however, and the cemetry, was called Relig Ouran; and, in memory of his rigid celibacy, no female was permitted

“ Thence to St. Fillan's blessed well, to pay her devotions, or be busid in that place. This is the

Whose spring can frenzied dreams dispel, rule alluded to in the poem.

And the crazed brain restore." &c.-En

The Eve of St. John.

SMAYLHO'ME, or Smallholm Tower, the scene of He went not with the bold Buccleuch, the following ballad, is situated on the northern boun- His banner broad to rear; dary of Roxburghshire, among a cluster of wild rocks, He went not 'gainst the English yew, called Sandiknowl-Crags, the property of Hugh Scott,

To lift the Scottish spear. Esq. of Harden, (now Lord Polwarth.] The tower is a high square building, surrounded by an outer wall, Yet his plate-jack4 was braced, and his helmet was now ruinous. The circuit of the outer court, being de- laced, fended on three sides, by a precipice and morass, is ac- And his vaunt-brace of proof he wore; cessible only from the west, by a steep and rocky path. At his saddle-gerthe was a good steel sperthe, The apartments,as is usual in a Border keep, or fortress, Full ten pound weight and more. are placed one above another, and communicate by a narrow stair ; on the roof are two bartizans, or plat- The Baron return'd in three days space, forms, for defence or pleasure. The inner door of the And his looks were sad and sour; tower is wood, the outer an iron gate; the distance And weary was his courser's pace, between them being nine feet, the thickness, namely, As he reach'd his rocky tower. of the wall. From the elevated situation of Smaylholme Tower, it is seen many miles in every direction. He came not from where Ancram Moors Among the crags by which it is surrounded, one, Ran red with English blood; more eminent, is called the Watchfold, and is said to Where the Douglas true, and the bold Buc have been the station of a beacon, in the times of cleuch, war with England. Without the tower-court is a 'Gainst keen Lord Evers stood. ruined chapel. Brotherstone is a heath, in the neighbourhood of Smaylho’me Tower.

Yet was his helmet hack'd and hew'd, This ballad was first printed in Mr. Lewis's Tales His acton pierced and tore, of Wonder. It is here published, with some additional His axe and his dagger with blood imbrued,illustrations, particularly an account of the battle of But it was not English gore. Ancram Moor; which seemed proper in a work upon Border antiquities. The catastrophe of the tale is He lighted at the Chapellage, founded upon a well-known Irish tradition. This He held him close and still; ancient fortress and its vicinity formed the scene of And he whistled thrice for his little foot-page, the Editor's infancy, and seemed to claim from him His name was English Will. this attempt to celebrate them in a Border tale.3

“ Come thou hither, my little foot-page,

Come hither to my knee;
Though thou art young, and tender of age,

I think thou art true to me.

The Baron of Smaylho'me rose with day,

He spurr'd his courser on,
Without stop or stay, down the rocky way,

That leads to Brotherstone.

“ Come, tell me all that thou hast, seen,

And look thou tell me true!
Since I from Smaylho’me tower have been,

What did thy lady do ?”—

1 “ This place l is rendered interesting to poetical readers, that she bare the mark of it to her dying day. But the by its having been the residence, in early life, of Mr. Walter examples of cold are more frequent; as in that famous story Scott, who has celebrated it in his 'Eve of St. John.' To it of Cuntius, when he touched the arm of a certain woman of he probably alludes in the introduction to the third canto of Pentoch, as she lay in her bed, he felt as cold as ice; and so Marmion.

did the spirit's claw to Anne Styles."— Ed. 1662, p. 135.

' Then rise those crags, that mountain tower,
Which charmed my fancy's wakening hour."

Scols May. March, 1809. 2 The following passage, in Dr. HENRY MORE's Appendix to the Antidote against Atheism, relates to a similar phenomeDou :-“I confess, that the bodies of devils may not be only warm, but sindgingly hot, as it was in him that took one of Melancthon's relations by the hand, and so scorched her,

3 See the Introduction to the third canto of Marmion.

“ It was a barren scene, and wild,

Where naked cliffs were rudely piled;
But ever and anon between
Lay velvet tufts of softest green;
And well the lonely infant knew

Recesses where the wallflower grew," &r.-Ea.
4 The plate-jack is coat-armour; the vaunt-brace, or wam
brace, armour for the body: the sperthe, a battle-ass.

5 See Appendix, Note A.


The farm-house in the immediate vicinity of Sn.ailholm.

“My lady, each night, sought the lonely light, So, by the black rood-stone,' and by holy St. John, That burns on the wild Watchfold;

I conjure thee, my love, to be there!'-
For, from height to height, the beacons bright
Of the English foemen told.

“Though the blood-hound be mute, and the rush

beneath my foot, < The bittern clamour'd from the moss,

And the warder his bugle should not blow, The wind blew loud and shrill;

Yet there sleepeth a priest in the chamber to the easta Yet the craggy pathway she did cross

And my footstep he would know.' To the eiry Beacon Hill.

666 O fear not the priest, who sleepeth to the east “ I watch'd her steps, and silent came

For to Dryburgh the way he has ta'en; Where she sat her on a stone;

And there to say mass, till three days do pass, No watchman stood by the dreary flame,

For the soul of a knight that is slayne.'It burned all alone.

“ He turn'd him around, and grimly he frown'd; “ The second night I kept her in sight,

Then he laugh'd right scornfullyTill to the fire she came,

"He who says the mass-rite for the soul of that knight, And, by Mary's might! an Armed Knight

May as well say mass for me: Stood by the lonely flame.

66 At the lone midnight hour, when bad spirits have And many a word that warlike lord

power, Did speak to my lady there;

In thy chamber will I be.'But the rain fell fast, and loud blew the blast, With that he was gone, and my lady left alone, And I heard not what they were.

And no more did I see.”

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1 The black-rood of Melrose was a crucifix of black mar- mains were ultimately represented by Sir Walter Scott, whose ble, and of superior sanctity.

remains now repose in the cemetery at Dryburgh. -Ed.] 2 Dryburgh Abbey is beautifully situated on the banks of & Eildon is a high hill, terminating in three conical sumthe Tweed. After its dissolution, it became the property of mits, immediately above the town of Melrose, where are the the Halliburtons of Newmains, and is now the seat of the admired ruins of a magnificent monastery. Eildon-tree in Right Honourable the Earl of Buchan. It belonged to the said to be the spot where Thomas the Rhymer uttered his order of Premonstratenses - [The ancient Barons of New prophecies. See ante, p. 573.

Hull three nights ago, by some secret foe,

“ Alas! away, away !” she cried, That gay gallant was slain.

“ For the holy Virgin's sake !"

“ Lady, I know who sleeps by thy side; * The varying light deceived thy sight,

But, lady, he will not awake.
And the wild winds drown'd the name;
For the Dryburgh bells ring, and the white monks“ By Eildon-tree, for long nights three,
do sing,

In bloody grave bave 1 lain;
For Sir Richard of Coldinghame!”

The mass and the death-prayer are said für mo,

But, lady, they are said in vain.
He pass'd the court-gate, and he oped the tower-gale,
And he mounted the narrow stair,

“ By the Baron's brand, near Tweed's fair
To the bartizan-seat, where, with maids thaton her wait, strand,
He found his lady fair.

Most foully slain, I fell;

And my restless sprite on the beacon's height,
That lady sat in mournful mood;

For a space is doom'd to dwell.
Look'd over hill and vale;
Over Tweed's fair flood, and Mertoun's' wood, “ At our trysting-place, a for a certain space,
And all down Teviotdale.

I must wander to and fro;

But I had not had power to come to thy bowo * Now hail, now hail, thou lady bright!”–

Had'st thou not conjured me so.”—
“ Now hail, thou Baron true!
What news, what news, from Ancram fight? Love master'd fear-her brow she cross'd;
What pews from the bold Buccleuch ?”

“ How, Richard, hast thou sped ?

And art thou saved, or art thou lost ?"· The Ancram Moor is red with gore,

The vision shook his head !
For many a southron fell;
And Buccleuch has charged us, evermore,

“ Who spilleth life, shall forfeit life; To watch our beacons well."

So bid thy lord believe:

That lawless love is guilt above,
The lady blush'd red, but nothing she said:

This awful sign receive."
Nor added the Baron a word:
Then she stepp'd down the stair to her chamber fair, He laid his left palm on an oaken beam;
And so did her moody lord.

His right upon her hand;

The lady shrunk, and fainting sunk, In sleep the lady mourn'd, and the Baron toss'd and For it scorch'd like a fiery brand.

turn'd, And oft to himself he said,

The sable score, of fingers four, * The worms around him creep, and his bloody grave Remains on that board impress'd; is deep

And for evermore that lady wore It cannot give up the dead !”

A covering on her wrist.

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It was near the ringing of matin-bell,

The night was wellnigh done,
When a heavy sleep on that Baron fell,

On the eve of good St. John.

There is a nun in Dryburgh bower,

Ne'er looks upon the sun ;
There is a monk in Melrose tower,

He speaketh word to none.


The lady look'd through the chamber fair,

By the light of a dying flame;
And she was aware of a knight stood there

Sir Richard of Coldinghame!

That nun, who ne'er beholds the day,

That monk, who speaks to none
That nun was Smaylho'me's Lady gay,

That monk the bold Baron.

i Mertoun is the beautiful seat of Lord Polwarth.

tery was never touched with more thrilling skill than in that * Trysting-place-Place of rendezvous.

noble ballad. It is the first of his original pieces, too, in 8 See Appendix, Note B.

which he uses the measure of his own favourite Minstrels ; 8 The next of these compositions was, I believe, the Eve of measure which the monotony of mediocrity had long and sur 8t. John, in which Scott repeoples the tower of Smailholm, cessfully been labouring to degrade, but in itself adequate to the awe-inspiring haunt of his infancy; and here he touches, the expression of the highest thoughts, as well as the gentlest for the first time, the one superstition which can still be ap- emotions; and capable, in fit hands, of as rich a variety of pealed to with fuli and perfect effect; the onay one which music as any other of modern times. This was written at lingers in minds long since weaped from all sympathy with Merroun-house in the autumn of 1799."— Life Q Scott, vol Ł the machinery of witches and goblins. And surely this mys- p. 26. See ante, p. 566.

2 P




warrior (to whose conduct Pitscottie and Buchanan ascribe the success of the engagement), Angus withdrew from the

height which he occupied, and drew up his forces behind it, BATTLE OP ANCRAM MOOR.-P. 592.

upon a piece of low flat ground, called Panier-heugh, or LORD Evers, and Sir Brian Latoun, during the year 1544, Paniel-heugh. The spare horses being sent to an eminence committed the most dreadful ravages upon the Scottish fron- in their rear, appeared to the English to be the main body of tiers, compelling most of the inhabitants, and especially the

the Scots in the act of flight. Under this persuasion, Evers men of Liddesdale, to take assurance under the King of Eng- and Latoun hurried precipitately forward, and having asland. Upon the 17th November, in that year, the sum total cended the hill, which their foes had abandoned, were no lese of their depredations stood thus, in the bloody ledger of Lord dismayed than astonished to find the phalanx of Scottish Evers :

spearmen drawn up, in firm array upon the flat ground be

low. The Scots in their turn became the assailants. A heron, Towns, towers, barnekynes, paryshe churches, bastill

roused from the marshes by the tumult, soared away betwixt houses, burned and destroyed,

192 the encountering armies: “O!" exclaimed Angus, " that I Scots slain,


had here my white goss-hawk, that we might all yoke at Prisoners taken,


once!" -Godscroft. The English, breathless and fatigued, Nolt (cattle),


having the setting sun and wind full in their faces, were unShepe,


able to withstand the resolute and desperate charge of the Nags and geldings,


Scottish lances. No sooner had they begun to waver, than Gayt, .

their own allies, the assured Borderers, who had been waiting Bolls of corn,


the event, threw aside their red crosses, and, joining their Insight gear, &c. (furniture) an incalculable quantity.

countrymen, made a most merciless slaughter among the MURDIN's State Papers, vol. i. p. 5).

English fugitives, the pursuers calling upon each other to For these services Sir Ralph Evers was made a Lord of Par-“remember Broomhouse!”—Lesley, p. 478. liament. See a strain of exulting congratulation upon his In the battle fell Lord Evers, and his son, together with Sir promotion poured forth by some contemporary minstrel, in Brian Latoun, and 800 Englishmen, many of whom were pervol. i. p. 417.

sons of rank. A thousand prisoners were taken. Among The King of England had promised to these two barons a these was a patriotic alderman of London, Read by name, feudal grant of the country, which they had thus reduced to who, having contumaciously refused to pay his portion of a a desert; upon hearing which, Archibald Douglas, the seventh benevolence, demanded from the city by Henry VIII., was Earl of Angus, is said to have sworn to write the deed of in- sent by royal authority to serve against the Scots. These, at vestiture upon their skins, with sharp pens and bloody ink, in settling his ransom, he found still more exorbitant in their resentment for their having defaced the tombs of his ances- exactions than the monarch.-Redpath's Border History, tors at Melrose.-Godscroft. In 1545, Lord Evers and Latoun p. 563. again entered Scotland, with an army consisting of 3000 mer- Evers was much regretted by King Henry, who swore to cenaries, 1500 English Borderers, and 700 assured Scottish avenge his death upon Angus, against whom he conceived men, chiefly Armstrongs, Turnbulls, and other broken clans. himself to have particular grounds of resentment, on account In this second incursion, the English generals even exceeded of favours received by the earl at his hands. The answer of their former cruelty. Evers burned the tower of Broom house, Angus was worthy of a Douglas: “ Is our brother-in-law of with its lady, (a noble and aged woman, says Lesley) and her fended," said he, “that I, as a good Scotsman, have avenged whole family. The English penetrated as far as Melrose, my ravaged country, and the defaced tombs of my ancestors, which they had destroyed last year, and which they now upon Ralph Evers? They were better men than he, and I again pillaged. As they returned towards Jedburgh, they was bound to do no less—and will he take my life for that! were followed by Angus at the head of 1000 horse, who was Little knows King Henry the skirts of Kirnetable :3 I can shortly after joined by the famous Norman Lesley, with a keep myself there against all his English host.”—GODSCROFT. body of Fife-men. The English, being probably unwilling to Such was the noted battle of Ancram Moor. The spot, on cross the Teviot while the Scots hung upon their rear, halted which it was fought, is called Lilyard's Edge, from an Ama. upon Ancram Moor, above the village of that name; and the zonian Scottish woman of that name, who is reported, by traScottish general was deliberating whether to advance or re- dition, to have distinguished herself in the same manner as tire, when Sir Walter Scott, 2 of Buccleuch, came up at full Squire Witherington. The old people point out her monuspeed with a small but chosen body of his retainers, the rest ment, now broken and defaced. The inscription is said to of whom were near at hand. By the advice of this experienced have been legible within this century, and to have run thus :

i The Editor has found no instance upon record, of this Buccleuch had a long account to settle at Ancram having taken assurance with England. Hence, they Murdin's State Papers, pp. 45, 46. usually suffered dreadfully from the English forays. In August 1544, (the year preceding the battle,) the whole lands belong- 9 Angus had married the widow of James IV., sister to ing to Buccleuch, in West Teviotdale, were harried by Evers; King Henry VIII. the outworks, or barmkin, of the tower of Branxholm burned; eight Scotts slain, thirty made prisonery, and an immense 3 Kimetable, now called Cairntable, is a mountainous tract prey of horses, cattle, and sheep, carried off. The lands upon at the head of Douglasdale. (See Notes to Castle Dangerous Kale Water, belonging to the same chieftain, were also Waverley Novels, vol. xlvii.) plundered, and much spoil obtained ; 30 Scotts slain. and the Mons Tower (a fortress near Eckford) smoked very sore. Thus * See Chevy Chase

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