LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.

DESIGNED BY BIRKET FOSTER AND JOHN GILBERT,

AND ENGRAVED ON WOOD BY J. W. WHYMPER AND EDMUND EVANS.

Hail to the Chief who in triumph advances !
Honour'd and bless'd be the evergreen pine!

The flush of shame-faced joy to hide,
The hounds, the hawk, her cares divide.

Madmen, forbear your frantic jar!
What is the Douglas fall'n so far.

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Nor backward glanced, till on the heath
Where Lubnaig's lake supplies the Teith.

The signal roused to martial coil
The sullen margin of Loch Voil.

It was a wild and strange retreat
As e'er was trod by outlaw's feet.

Above the Goblin-cave they go,
Through the wild pass of Beal-nam-bo.

A various scene the clansmen made,
Some sate, some stood, some slowly stray'd.

VIGNETTE TITLE TO THE CANTO.

Midst groan of rock, and roar of stream,
The wizard waits prophetic dream.

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Well, be it as thou wilt; I hear,
But cannot stop the bursting tear.

Ellen, thy hand-the ring is thine;
Each guard and usher knows the sign.

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Canto Fourth.-The Prophecy.

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Thus spoke young Norman, heir of Armandave,

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Now, yield thee, or by Him who made
The world, thy heart's-blood dyes my blade.

With that he blew a bugle-note,
Undid the collar from his throat.

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They rise, the banner'd towers of Doune,
They sink in distant woodland soon.

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