And round the Champion's brows were [ "Tis now a vain illusive snow, bound The crown that Druidess had wound, Of the green laurel-bay. And this was what remain'd of all The Garland and the Dame: But where should Warrior seek the meed, Except from LOVE and FAME!! CONCLUSION. I. My Lucy, when the Maid is won, And to require of bard When tale or play is o'er; The honours that they bore. Of the Valley of St. John; But never man since brave De Vaux 299 That melts whene'er the sunbeams glow II. But see, my love, where far below Our steps, when eve is sinking grey, So think the vulgar-Life and time And, O! beside these simple knaves, To such coarse joys as these,- The greenwood, and the wold; By ancient bards is told, THE LORD OF THE ISLES. ADVERTISEMENT TO THE FIRST EDITION. The scene of this Poem lies, at first, in the Castle of Artornish, on the coast of Argyleshire; and, afterwards, in the Islands of Skye and Arran, and upon the coast of Ayrshire. Finally, it is laid near Stirling. The story opens in the spring of the year 1307, when Bruce, who had been driven out of Scotland by the English, and the Barons who adhered to that foreign interest, returned from the Island of Rachrin on the coast of Ireland, again to assert his claims to the Scottish crown. Many of the personages and incidents introduced are of historical celebrity. The authorities used are chiefly those of the venerable Lord Hailes, as well entitled to be called the restorer of Scottish history, as Bruce the restorer of Scottish monarchy; und of Archdeacon Barbour, a correct edition of whose Metrical History of Robert Bruce will soon, 1 trust, appear, under the care of my learned friend, the Rev. Dr. Jamieson. ABBOTSFORD, 10th December, 1814. |