Than doubt or terror can pierce through The unyielding heart of Roderick Dhu! "Tis stubborn as his trusty targe.— Each to his post!-all know their charge."The pibroch sounds, the bands advance, The broad-swords gleam, the banners dance, Obedient to the Chieftain's glance. -I turn me from the martial roar, And seek Coir-Uriskin once more. IX. Where is the Douglas ?—he is gone; Fast by the cave, and makes her moan; Well was it time to seek, afar, Some refuge from impending war, When e'en Clan-Alpine's rugged swarm Are cow'd by the approaching storm. The peril on the main-land side, Shall not thy noble father's care Some safe retreat for thee prepare ?" X. ELLEN. 66 No, Allan, no! Pretext so kind My wakeful terrors could not blind. When in such tender tone, yet grave, Douglas a parting blessing gave, The tear that glisten'd in his eye Reflects the invulnerable rock. He hears report of battle rife, He deems himself the cause of strife. I saw him redden, when the theme Of Malcolm Græme in fetters bound, For the kind youth,-for Roderick too- Why else that solemn warning given, 'If not on earth, we meet in heaven?" Why else, to Cambus-kenneth's fane, If eve return him not again, Am I to hie and make me known? Alas! he goes to Scotland's throne, Had Douglas' daughter been his son !" XI. "Nay, lovely Ellen !-dearest, nay! If aught should his return delay, He only named yon holy fane As fitting place to meet again. Be sure he's safe; and for the Græme,Heaven's blessing on his gallant name !— My vision'd sight may yet prove true, Nor bode of ill to him or you. When did my gifted dream beguile? - Think of the stranger at the isle, Of such a wond'rous tale I know Dear lady, change that look of woe! My harp was wont thy grief to cheer." ELLEN. "Well, be it as thou wilt; I hear, |