...Sleep ! nor dream in yonder glen. How thy gallant steed lay dying. Huntsman, rest ! (by chase is done, Think not of the rising sun, For at dawning, to assail ye, Here no bugles sound reveillie.u — XXXIII. The hall was clc.ir'd— the stranger's bed Was 'there of mountain heather...

...inhabitants use it in the construction of their cottages, and also use it for their beds. Scott says, . the stranger's bed Was there of mountain heather spread ; Where oft a hundred guests had lain, And dreamed their forest sports again ; Nor vainly did the heath-flower shed Its moorland fragrance round...

...soon progressed rapidly towards the " Land of Nod," to the tune of "Huntsman, rest! thy chase is done; Think not of the rising sun; For at dawning to assail ye, No bugle now will sound reveillie." * This was written in June la,t. 106 LETTERS FROM MY UNCLE SCRIBBLE....

...! nor dream in yonder glen', How thy gallant steed lay dying\ Huntsman, rest' ! thy chase is done', Think not of the rising sun', For at dawning to assail' ye, Here no bugles sound reveille\ SCOTT. 21 ON THE ARRIVAL OF THE BRITISH ARMY IN PORTUGAL TO ASSIST THE NATIVES IN EXPELLING THE FRENCH....

...Sleep ! nor dream in yonder glen, How thy gallant steed lay dying. Huntsman, rest ! thy chase is done, Think not of the rising sun, For at dawning to assail...sports again. But vainly did the heath-flower shed Its moorland fragrance round his head ; Not Ellen's spell had lull'd to rest The fever of his troubled...

...Sleep ! nor dream in yonder glen, How thy gallant steed lay dying. Huntsman, rest! thy chase is done, Think not of the rising sun, For, at dawning to assail...no bugles sound reveille."— XXXIII. The hall was cleared— the Stranger's bed Was there of mountain heather spread, Where oft a hundred guests had...

...Sleep! nor dream in yonder glen, How thy gallant steed lay dying. Huntsman, rest! thy chase is done, Think not of the rising sun, For at dawning, to assail ye, Here no bugles sound reveillie." ХХХШ. The hall »as cleared — the stranger's bed W« there of mountain heather spread,...

...yonder glen How thy gallant steed lay dying. BON SOIR. 275 • Huntsman, rest ! thy chase is done, Think not of the rising sun, For, at dawning to assail ye, Here no bugles sound reveille'e.' " And now, my lads, 'tis time to turn in ; our chase is not done, and we must be up to-morrow...

...Sleep ! nor dream in yonder glen, How thy gallant steed lay dying. Huntsman, rest ! thy chase is done, Think not of the rising sun, For at dawning to assail...hundred guests had lain, And dream'd their forest sports again.8 Each anximu hint the ttranger gave. The mother heard with silence grave." 8 See Appendix, Note...

...Sleep ! nor dream in yonder glen How thy gallant steed lay dying. Huntsman, rest! thy chase is done, Think not of the rising sun, For at dawning, to assail ye, Here no bugles sound reveillie. From The l.tuty qf Ihc l.akc. JAMES IV. OF SCOTLAND. Through this mix'd crowd of glee and...