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...seen from caverned Hawthornden. Seemed all on fire that chapel proud, Where Roslin's chiefs uncoffined lie ; Each Baron, for a sable shroud, Sheathed in...when fate is nigh The lordly line of high St Clair. There are twenty of Roslin's barons bold Lie buried within that proud chapelle ; Each one the holy...

...from caverned Hawthornden. Seemed all on fire that chapel proud, Where Roslin's chiefs uncoffiiied lie ; . Each Baron, for a sable shroud, Sheathed in...when fate is nigh The lordly line of high St Clair. There are twenty of Roslin's barons bold Lie buried within that proud chapelle ; Each one the holy...

...fire, within, around, Deep sacristy and altar's pale; Shone every pillar foliage-bound, And glimmer'd all the dead men's mail. Blazed battlement and pinnet...when fate is nigh The lordly line of high St. Clair. There are twenty of Roslin's barons bold Lie buried within that proud chapelle; Each one the holy vault...

...broader than the watch-fire Tight, And redder than the bright moon-beam ; Blazed battlement and turret high, Blazed every rose-carved buttress fair, So still...when fate is nigh The lordly line of high St. Clair. There are twenty of Roslin's barons boldj • Lie buried within that proud chapelle, Ench one the holy...

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