With that he shook the gather'd heath, And spread his plaid upon the wreath; And the brave foemen, side by side, Lay peaceful down like brothers tried, And slept until the dawning beam' Purpled the mountain and the stream. 1 [MS." And slept until the dawning streak Purpled the mountain and the lake.”] 207 THE LADY OF THE LAKE. CANTO FIFTH. The Combat. I. FAIR as the earliest beam of eastern light, And silvers o'er the torrent's foaming tide, Shine martial Faith, and Courtesy's bright star, Through all the wreckful storms that cloud the brow of War. II. That early beam, so fair and sheen, 1 [MS.—“ And lights the fearful way along its side.”] |