the lady of the lake-第16部分

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thy　shoulder　laid；　For　that　good　deed　permit　me　then　A　word　with　these　misguided　men。


XXVIII；

'Hear；　gentle　friends；　ere　yet　for　me　Ye　break　the　bands　of　fealty。　My　life；　my　honour；　and　my　cause；　I　tender　free　to　Scotland's　laws。　Are　these　so　weak　as　must　require　'Fine　aid　of　your　misguided　ire？　Or　if　I　suffer　causeless　wrong；　Is　then　my　selfish　rage　so　strong；　My　sense　of　public　weal　so　low；　That；　for　mean　vengeance　on　a　foe；　Those　cords　of　love　I　should　unbind　Which　knit　my　country　and　my　kind？　O　no！　Believe；　in　yonder　tower　It　will　not　soothe　my　captive　hour；　To　know　those　spears　our　foes　should　dread　For　me　in　kindred　gore　are　red：　'To　know；　in　fruitless　brawl　begun；　For　me　that　mother　wails　her　son；　For　me　that　widow's　mate　expires；　For　me　that　orphans　weep　their　sires；　That　patriots　mourn　insulted　laws；　And　curse　the　Douglas　for　the　cause。　O　let　your　patience　ward　such　ill；　And　keep　your　right　to　love　me　still　I'


XXIX。

The　crowd's　wild　fury　sunk　again　In　tears；　as　tempests　melt　in　rain。　With　lifted　hands　and　eyes；　they　prayed　For　blessings　on　his　generous　head　Who　for　his　country　felt　alone；　And　prized　her　blood　beyond　his　own。　Old　men　upon　the　verge　of　life　Blessed　him　who　stayed　the　civil　strife；　And　mothers　held　their　babes　on　high；　The　self…devoted　Chief　to　spy；　Triumphant　over　wrongs　and　ire；　To　whom　the　prattlers　owed　a　sire。　Even　the　rough　soldier's　heart　was　moved；　As　if　behind　some　bier　beloved；　With　trailing　arms　and　drooping　head；　The　Douglas　up　the　hill　he　led；　And　at　the　Castle's　battled　verge；　With　sighs　resigned　his　honoured　charge。


XXX。

The　offended　Monarch　rode　apart；　With　bitter　thought　and　swelling　heart；　And　would　not　now　vouchsafe　again　Through　Stirling　streets　to　lead　his　train。　'O　Lennox；　who　would　wish　to　rule　This　changeling　crowd；　this　common　fool？　Hear'st　thou；'　he　said；　'the　loud　acclaim　With　which　they　shout　the　Douglas　name？　With　like　acclaim　the　vulgar　throat　Strained　for　King　James　their　morning　note；　With　like　acclaim　they　hailed　the　day　When　first　I　broke　the　Douglas　sway；　And　like　acclaim　would　Douglas　greet　If　he　could　hurl　me　from　my　seat。　Who　o'er　the　herd　would　wish　to　reign；　Fantastic；　fickle；　fierce；　and　vain？　Vain　as　the　leaf　upon　the　stream；　And　fickle　as　a　changeful　dream；　Fantastic　as　a　woman's　mood；　And　fierce　as　Frenzy's　fevered　blood。　Thou　many…headed　monster…thing；　O　who　would　wish　to　be　thy　king？


XXXI。。

'But　soft！　what　messenger　of　speed　Spurs　hitherward　his　panting　steed？　I　guess　his　cognizance　afar　What　from　our　cousin；　John　of　Mar？'　'He　prays；　my　liege；　your　sports　keep　bound　Within　the　safe　and　guarded　ground；　For　some　foul　purpose　yet　unknown；　Most　sure　for　evil　to　the　throne；　The　outlawed　Chieftain；　Roderick　Dhu；　Has　summoned　his　rebellious　crew；　'Tis　said；　in　James　of　Bothwell's　aid　These　loose　banditti　stand　arrayed。　The　Earl　of　Mar　this　morn　from　Doune　To　break　their　muster　marched；　and　soon　Your　Grace　will　hear　of　battle　fought；　But　earnestly　the　Earl　besought；　Till　for　such　danger　he　provide；　With　scanty　train　you　will　not　ride。'


XXXII。

'Thou　warn'st　me　I　have　done　amiss；　I　should　have　earlier　looked　to　this；　I　lost　it　in　this　bustling　day。　Retrace　with　speed　thy　former　way；　Spare　not　for　spoiling　of　thy　steed；　The　best　of　mine　shall　be　thy　meed。　Say　to　our　faithful　Lord　of　Mar；　We　do　forbid　the　intended　war；　Roderick　this　morn　in　single　fight　Was　made　our　prisoner　by　a　knight；　And　Douglas　hath　himself　and　cause　Submitted　to　our　kingdom's　laws。　The　tidings　of　their　leaders　lost　Will　soon　dissolve　the　mountain　host；　Nor　would　we　that　the　vulgar　feel；　For　their　Chief's　crimes；　avenging　steel。　Bear　Mar　our　message；　Braco；　fly！'　He　turned　his　steed；'My　liege；　I　hie；　Yet　ere　I　cross　this　lily　lawn　I　fear　the　broadswords　will　be　drawn。'　The　turf　the　flying　courser　spurned；　And　to　his　towers　the　King　returned。


XXXIII。

Ill　with　King　James's　mood　that　day　Suited　gay　feast　and　minstrel　lay；　Soon　were　dismissed　the　courtly　throng；　And　soon　cut　short　the　festal　song。　Nor　less　upon　the　saddened　town　The　evening　sunk　in　sorrow　down。　The　burghers　spoke　of　civil　jar；　Of　rumoured　feuds　and　mountain　war；　Of　Moray；　Mar；　and　Roderick　Dhu；　All　up　in　arms；the　Douglas　too；　They　mourned　him　pent　within　the　hold；　'Where　stout　Earl　William　was　of　old。'　And　there　his　word　the　speaker　stayed；　And　finger　on　his　lip　he　laid；　Or　pointed　to　his　dagger　blade。　But　jaded　horsemen　from　the　west　At　evening　to　the　Castle　pressed；　And　busy　talkers　said　they　bore　Tidings　of　fight　on　Katrine's　shore；　At　noon　the　deadly　fray　begun；　And　lasted　till　the　set　of　sun。　Thus　giddy　rumor　shook　the　town；　Till　closed　the　Night　her　pennons　brown。





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　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　The　Guard…room。



I。

The　sun；　awakening；　through　the　smoky　air　　　　　Of　the　dark　city　casts　a　sullen　glance；　Rousing　each　caitiff　to　his　task　of　care；　　　　　Of　sinful　man　the　sad　inheritance；　Summoning　revellers　from　the　lagging　dance；　　　　　Scaring　the　prowling　robber　to　his　den；　Gilding　on　battled　tower　the　warder's　lance；　　　　　And　warning　student　pale　to　leave　his　pen；　And　yield　his　drowsy　eyes　to　the　kind　nurse　of　men。

What　various　scenes；　and　O；　what　scenes　of　woe；　　　　　Are　witnessed　by　that　red　and　struggling　beam！　The　fevered　patient；　from　his　pallet　low；　　　　　Through　crowded　hospital　beholds　it　stream；　The　ruined　maiden　trembles　at　its　gleam；　　　　　The　debtor　wakes　to　thought　of　gyve　and　jail；　'The　love…lore　wretch　starts　from　tormenting　dream：　　　　　The　wakeful　mother；　by　the　glimmering　pale；　Trims　her　sick　infant's　couch；　and　soothes　his　feeble　wail


II。

At　dawn　the　towers　of　Stirling　rang　With　soldier…step　and　weapon…clang；　While　drums　with　rolling　note　foretell　Relief　to　weary　sentinel。　Through　narrow　loop　and　casement　barred；　The　sunbeams　sought　the　Court　of　Guard；　And；　struggling　with　the　smoky　air；　Deadened　the　torches'　yellow　glare。　In　comfortless　alliance　shone　The　lights　through　arch　of　blackened　stone；　And　showed　wild　shapes　in　garb　of　war；　Faces　deformed　with　beard　and　scar；　All　haggard　from　the　midnight　watch；　And　fevered　with　the　stern　debauch；　For　the　oak　table's　massive　board；　Flooded　with　wine；　with　fragments　stored；　And　beakers　drained；　and　cups　o'erthrown；　Showed　in　what　sport　the　night　had　flown。　Some；　weary；　snored　on　floor　and　bench；　Some　labored　still　their　thirst　to　quench；　Some；　chilled　with　watching；　spread　their　hands　O'er　the　huge　chimney's　dying　brands；　While　round　them；　or　beside　them　flung；　At　every　step　their　harness　rung。


III。

These　drew　not　for　their　fields　the　sword；　Like　tenants　of　a　feudal　lord；　Nor　owned　the　patriarchal　claim　Of　Chieftain　in　their　leader's　name；　Adventurers　they；　from　far　who　roved；　To　live　by　battle　which　they　loved。　There　the　Italian's　clouded　face；　The　swarthy　Spaniard's　there　you　trace；　The　mountain…loving　Switzer　there　More　freely　breathed　in　mountain…air；　The　Fleming　there　despised　the　soil　That　paid　so　ill　the　labourer's　toil；　Their　rolls　showed　French　and　German　name；　And　merry　England's　exiles　came；　To　share；　with　ill…concealed　disdain；　Of　Scotland's　pay　the　scanty　gain。　All　brave　in　arms；　well　trained　to　wield　The　heavy　halberd；　brand；　and　shield；　In　camps　licentious；　wild；　and　bold；　In　pillage　fierce　and　uncontrolled；　And　now；　by　holytide　and　feast；　From　rules　of　discipline　released。


IV。

'They　held　debate　of　bloody　fray；　Fought　'twixt　Loch　Katrine　and　Achray。　Fierce　was　their　speech；　and　mid　their　words　'Their　hands　oft　grappled　to　their　swords；　Nor　sunk　their　tone　to　spare　the　ear　Of　wounded　comrades　groaning　near；　Whose　mangled　limbs　and　bodies　gored　Bore　token　of　the　mountain　sword；　Though；　neighbouring　to　the　Court　of　Guard；　Their　prayers　and　feverish　wails　were　heard；　Sad　burden　to　the　ruffian　joke；　And　savage　oath　by　fury　spoke！　At　length　up　started　John　of　Brent；　A　yeoman　from　the　banks　of　Trent；　A　stranger　to　respect　or　fear；　In　peace　a　chaser　of　the　deer；　In　host　a　hardy　mutineer；　But　still　the　boldest　of　the　crew　When　deed　of　danger　was　to　do。　He　grieved　that　day　their　games　cut　short；　And　marred　the　dicer's　brawling　sport；　And　shouted　loud；　'Renew　the　bowl！　And；　while　a　merry　catch　I　troll；　Let　each　the　buxom　chorus　bear；　Like　brethren　of　the　brand　and　spear。'


V。

Soldier's　Song。

Our　vicar　still　preaches　that　Peter　and　Poule　Laid　a　swinging　long　curse　on　the　bonny　brown　bowl；　That　there　''s　wrath　and　despair　in　the　jolly　black…jack；　And　the　seven　deadly　sins　in　a　flagon　of　sack；　Yet　whoop；　Barnaby！　off　with　thy　liquor；　Drink　upsees　out；　and　a　fig　for　the　vicar！

Our　vicar　he　calls　it　damnation　to　sip　The　ripe　ruddy　dew　of　a　woman's　dear　lip；　Says　that　Beelzebub　lurks　in　her　kerchief　so　sly；　And　Apollyon　shoots　darts　from　her　merry　black　eye；　Yet　whoop；　Jack！　kiss　Gillian　the　quicker；　Till　she　bloom　like　a　rose；　and　a　fig　for　the　vicar！

Our　vicar　thus　preaches；and　why　should　he　not？　For　the　dues　of　his　cure　are　the　placket　and　pot；　And　'tis　right　of　his　office　poor　laymen　to　lurch　Who　infringe　the　domains　of　our　good　Mother　Church。　Yet　whoop；　bully…boys！　off　with　your　liquor；　Sweet　Marjorie　's　the　word　and　a　fig　for　the　vicar！


VI。

The　warder's　challenge；　heard　without；　Stayed　in　mid…roar　the　merry　shout。　A　soldier　to　the　portal　went；　'Here　is　old　Bertram；　sirs；　of　Ghent；　Andbeat　for　jubilee　the　drum！　A　maid　and　minstrel　with　him　come。'　Bertram；　a　Fleming；　gray　and　scarred；　Was　entering　now　the　Court　of　Guard；　A　harper　with　him；　and；　in　plaid　All　muffled　close；　a　mountain　maid；　Who　backward　shrunk　to　'scape　the　view　Of　the　loose　scene　and　boisterous　crew。　'What　news？　'　they　roared：'　I　only　know；　From　noon　till　eve　we　fought　with　foe；　As　wild　and　as　untamable　As　the　rude　mountains　where　they　dwell；　On　both　sides　store　of　blood　is　lost；　Nor　much　success　can　either　boast。'　　'But　whence　thy　captives；　friend？　such　spoil　As　theirs　must　needs　reward　thy　toil。　Old　cost　thou　wax；　and　wars　grow　sharp；　Thou　now　hast　glee…maiden　and　harp！　Get　thee　an　ape；　and　trudge　the　land；　The　leader　of　a　juggler　band。'


VII。

'No；　comrade；no　such　fortune　mine。　After　the　fight　these　sought　our　line；　That　aged　harper　and　the　girl；　And；　having　audience　of　the　Earl；　Mar　bade　I　should　purvey　them　steed；　And　bring　them　hitherward　with　speed。　Forbear　your　mirth　and