The Wildgrave winds his bugle-hor… To horse, to horse! halloo, halloo… His fiery courser snuffs the morn, And thronging serfs their lord pur… The eager pack, from couples freed…

O, Brignall banks are wild and fa… And Greta woods are green, And you may gather garlands there, Would grace a summer queen: And as I rode by Dalton Hall,

SONG Soldier, rest! thy warfare o’er, Sleep the sleep that knows not bre… Dream of battled fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking.

Viewless essence, thin and bare, Well nigh melted into air, Still with fondness hovering near The earthly form thou once didst w… Pause upon thy pinion’s flight;

The herring loves the merry moon-l… The mackerel loves the wind, But the oyster loves the dredging… For they come of a gentle kind. Now haud your tongue, baith wife a…

MacLeod’s wizard flag from the gr… The rowers are seated, unmoor’d ar… Gleam war-axe and broadsword, clan… As Mackrimmon sings, ‘Farewell to… Farewell to each cliff, on which b…

CANTO I.XIX. The Lady sought the lofty hall, Where many a bold retainer lay, And with jocund din among them all… Her son pursued his infant play.

Hear what Highland Nora said, - ‘The Earlie’s son I will not wed, Should all the race of nature die, And none be left but he and I. For all the gold, for all the gear…

So goodbye, Mrs. Brown, I am going out of town, Over dale, over down, Where bugs bite not, Where lodgers fight not,

Proud Maisie is in the wood, Walking so early; Sweet Robin sits on the bush, Singing so rarely. ‘Tell me, thou bonny bird,

The breeze, which swept away the s… Round Norham Castle rolled, When all the loud artillery spoke, With lightning-flash, and thunder-… As Marmion left the hold.

It was Dunois, the young and brav… But first he made his orisons befo… ‘And grant, immortal Queen of Hea… ‘That I may prove the bravest kni… His oath of honour on the shrine h…

Young men will love thee more fair… Heard ye so merry the little bird… Old men’s love the longest will la… And the throstle-cock’s head is un… The young man’s wrath is like ligh…

The train has left the hills of B… The barrier guard have open made (So Lindesay bade) the palisade, That closed the tented ground; Their men the warders backward dre…

The rose is fairest when ‘t is bud… And hope is brightest when it dawn… The rose is sweetest washed with m… And love is loveliest when embalme… O wilding rose, whom fancy thus en…