Yet who, in Fortune's summer-shine To waste life's longest term away, Would change that glorious dawn of thine, Though darken'd ere its noontide day? Be thine the Tree whose dauntless boughs Chap. xxix. (11.)—" FOLLOW ME, FOLLOW ME." "WHO are dead?' said Waverley, forgetting the Incapacity of Davie to hold any connected discourse. "Baron-and Baillie-and Sanders Sandersonand Lady Rose, that sang sae sweet-A' dead and gane-dead and gane, (said Davie)— But follow, follow me, While glow-worms light the lea, I'll show ye where the dead should be— Each in his shroud, While winds pipe loud, upon the oars of a galley, and which is therefore distinc! from the ordinary jorrams, or boat-songs. They were composed by the Family Bard upon the departure of the Earl of Seaforth, who was obliged to take refuge in Spain, after an unsuccessful effort at insurrection in favour of the Stuart family, in the year 1718. FAREWELL to Mackenneth, great Earl of the North, The Lord of Lochcarron, Glenshiel, and Seaforth; To the Chieftain this morning his course who began, Launching forth on the billows his bark like a swan, For a far foreign land he has hoisted his sail, Farewell to Mackenzie, High Chief of Kintail! O swift be the galley, and hardy her crew, On the brave vessel's gunnel I drank his bonail,1 Awake in thy chamber, thou sweet southland gale! And the red moon peeps dim through the cloud. Be prolong'd as regret, that his vassals must know, Nor then, with more delighted ear, The circle round her drew, Than ours, when gather'd round to hear Our songstress' at Saint Cloud. Few happy hours poor mortals pass,Then give those hours their due, And rank among the foremost class Our evenings at Saint Cloud. The Dance of Death. 8 1815. I. NIGHT and morning were at meeting Cocks had sung their earliest greeting; On the heights of Mount Saint John; Where the soldier lay, Chill and stiff, and drench'd with rain, Though death should come with day. II. 'Tis at such a tide and hour, Wizard, witch, and fiend have power, And ghastly forms through mist and shower Gleam on the gifted ken; Among the sons of men ;- Had follow'd stout and stern, Where, through battle's rout and reel, Valiant Fassiefern. Through steel and shot he leads no more, III. 'Lone on the outskirts of the host, When down the destined plain, Such forms were seen, such sounds were heard When Scotland's James his march prepared For Flodden's fatal plain;6 The Seer, who watch'd them ride the storm, IV. Song. "Wheel the wild dance While lightnings glance, And thunders rattle loud, And call the brave To bloody grave, To sleep without a shroud. These lines were written after an evening spent at Saint Cloud with the late Lady Alvanlev and her daughters, one of whom was the songstress alluded to in the text. 2 Originally published in 1815, in the Edinburgh Annual Register, vol. v. 3 MS.-" Dawn and darkness." 4 See note, ante, p. 505. " & MS." Oft came the clang," &c. 6 See ante, Marmion, canto 7., stanzas 24, 25, 26 and Appendix, Note 4 A., p. 165. |