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and their usual gratitude, had scarce left him Still nods their palace to its fall,

bread to maintain a numerous familie of

eleven children, who had soon after sprung Thy pride and sorrow, fair Kirkwall !

up on him, in spite of all which, he had

honourably persisted in his principle. I say, The Castle of Kirkwall was built by the these things considered, and after being St. Clairs, while Earls of Orkney. It was treated as was, and in that unlucky state, dismantled by the Earl of Caithness about when objects appear to men in their true 1615, having been garrisoned against the light, as at the hour of death, could I be Government by Robert Stewart, natural son blamed for making some bitter reflections to to the Earl of Orkney.

myself, and laughing at the extravagance Itsruinsafforded a sad subject of contempla- and unaccountable humour of men, and the tion to John, Master of St. Clair, who, flying singularitie of my own case, (an exile for the from his native country, on account of his cause of the Stuart family,) when I ought to share in the insurrection 1715, made some have known, that the greatest crime I, or my stay at Kirkwall.

family, could have committed, was per'I had occasion to entertain myself at severing, to my own destruction, in serving Kirkwall with the melancholy prospect of the the royal family faithfully, though'obstinately, ruins of an old castle, the seat of the old Earls after so great a share of depression, and after of Orkney, my ancestors; and of a more they had been pleased to doom me and my melancholy reflection, of so great and noblean familie to starve.--MS. Memoirs of John, estate as the Orkney and Shetland Isles being Master of St. Clair. taken from one of them by James the Third, for faultrie, after his brother Alexander, Duke of Albany, had married a daughter of my

NOTE LXXXIV. family, and for protecting and defending the said Alexander against the King, who wished

Of that Sea-Snake, tremendous curld, to kill him, as he had done his youngest

Whose monstrous circle girds the world. brother, the Earl of Mar; and for which,

-P. 44 after the forfaultrie, he gratefully divorced The jormungandr, or Snake of the Ocean, my forfaulted ancestor's sister; though I whose folds surround the earth, is one of the cannot persuade myself that he had any wildest fictions of the Edda. It was very misalliance to plead against a familie in nearly caught by the god Thor, who went to whose veins the blood of Robert Bruce ran fish for it with a hook baited with a bull's as fresh as in his own; for their title to the head. In the battle betwixt the evil demons crowne was by a daughter of David Bruce, and the divinities of Odin, which is to precede son to Robert; and our alliance was by the Ragnarockr, or Twilight of the Gods, marrying a grandchild of the same Robert this Snake is to act a conspicuous part. Bruce, and daughter to the sister of the same David, out of the familie of Douglass, which at that time did not much sullie the blood,

NOTE LXXXV. more than my ancestor's having not long before had the honour of marrying

a daughter

Of those dread Maids, whose hideous yell. of the King of Denmark's, who was named Florentine, and has left in the town of Kirk

These were the Valcyriur, or Selectors of wall a noble monument of the grandeur of the Slain, despatched by Odin from Valhalla, the times, the finest church ever I saw entire

to choose those who were to die, and to disin Scotland. I then had no small reason to

tribute the contest. They were well known think, in that unhappy state, on the many

to the English reader as Gray's Fatal Sisnot inconsiderable services rendered since to

ters. the royal familie, for these many years bygone, on all occasions, when they stood

NOTE LXXXVI. most in need of friends, which they have thought themselves very often obliged to

Of Chiefs, who, guided through the gloom acknowledge by letters yet extant, and in

By the pale death-lights of the tomb, a style more like friends than souveraigns; Ransack'd the graves of warriors old, our attachment to them, without any other

Their falchions wrench'd from corpses' thanks, having brought upon us considerable

hold.-P. 47. losses, and ainong others, that of our all in The northern warriors were usually enCromwell's time; and left in that condition tombed with their arms, and their other without the least relief except what we found treasures. Thus, Angantyr, before comin our own virtue. My father was the only mencing the duel in which he was slain, stipuman of the Scots nation who had couragelated, that if he fell, his sword Tyrfing should enough to protest in Parliament against King be buried with him. His daughter, Hervor, William's title to the throne, which was lost, afterwards took it from his tomb. 'The diaGod knows how; and this at a time when logue which passed betwixt her and An. the losses in the cause of the royall familie, gantyr's spirit on this occasion has been often

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translated. The whole history may be found vault beneath the chapel floor. The manner in the Hervarar-Saga. Indeed, the ghosts of of their interment is thus described by liather the northern warriors were not wont tamely Hay, in the MS. history already quoted to suffer their tombs to be plundered ; and Sir William Sinclair, the father, was a hence the inortal heroes had an additional leud man. He kept a miller's daughter, with temptation to attempt such adventures; for whom, it is alleged, he went to Ireland; yet I they held nothing more worthy of their valour think the cause of his retreat was rather than to encounter supernatural beings.-BAR occasioned by the Presbyterians, who yexed THOLINUS, I)e causis contemptae a Danis him sadly, because of his religion being mortis, lib. i. cap. 2, 9, 10, 13.

Roman Catholic. His son, Sir William, died during the troubles, and was interred in the

chapel of Roslin the very same day that the NOTE LXXXVII.

battle of Dunbar was fought. When my

good-father was buried, his(ic. Sir William's) Castle Ravenshcuch.-P. 47. corpse seemed to be entire at the opening of A large and strong, castle, now ruinous, body, it fell into dust. He was laying in his

the cave; but when they came to touch his situated betwixt Kirkaldy and Dysart, on a

armour, with a red velvet cap on his head, on steep crag, washed by the Frith of Forth. It

a flat stone; nothing was spoiled except a was conferred on Sir William St. Clair as a

piece of the white furring that went round the slight compensation for the earldom of Ork

cap, and answered to the hinder part of the ney, by a charter of King James III, dated in 1471, and is now the property of Sir James

head. All his predecessors were buried after

the same manner, in their armour: late RosSt. Clair Erskine, (now Earl of Rosslyn,) line, my good father, was the first that was representative of the family. It was long a

buried in a coffin, against the sentiments of principal residence of the Barons of Roslin.

King James the Seventh, who was then in
Scotland, and several other persons well

versed in antiquity, to whom my mnother Note LXXXVIII.

would not hearken, thinking it beggarly to

be buried after that manner. The great Seem'd all on fire within, around, Deep sacrisiy and altar's pale ;

expenses she was at in burying her husband, Shone czery pillar foliage-bound;

occasioned the sumptuary acts which were And glimmer'd all the dead men's mail.

made in the following parliament.' -P. 45.

NOTE LXXXIX. The beautiful chapel of Roslin is still in tolerable preservation. It was founded in

For he was speechless, ghastly, wan, 1440, by William St. Clair, Prince of Orkney,

Like him of whom the story ran, Duke of Oldenburgh, Earl of Caithness and

Who spoke the spectre-hound in Nian.--P.40). Stratherne, Lord St. Clair, Lord Niddesdale, The ancient castle of Peel-town, in the Isle Lord Admiral of the Scottish Seas, Lord of Man, is surrounded by four churches, now Chief Justice of Scotland, Lord Warden of ruinous. Through one of these chapels there the three Marches, Baron of Roslin, Pentland, was formerly a passage from the guard-room Pentlanilmoor, dic., Knight of the Cockle, and of the garrison. This was closed, it is said, of the Garter, (as 'is affirmed) High Chan upon the following occasion: 'They say, that çellor, Chamberlain, and Lieutenant of Scot an apparition, called, in the Mankish lanland. This lofty person, whose titles, says guage, the Mauthe loog, in the shape of a Godscroft, might weary, a Spaniard, built large black spaniel, with curled shaggy hair, the castle of Roslin, where he resided in was used to haunt l’eel-castle; and has buen princely splendour, and founded the chapel, frequently seen in every room, but particuwhich is in the most rich and florid style of larly in the guard-chamber, where, as soon Gothic architecture. Among the profuse as candles were lighted, it came and lay carving on the pillars and buttresses, the down before the fire, in presence of all the rose is frequently introduced, in allusion to soldiers, who, at length, by being so much the name, with which, however, the flower accustomed to the sight of it, lost great part has no connection; the etymology. being of the terror they were seized with at its first Rosslinnhe, the promontory of the linn, or appearance. They still, however, retained a water-fall.' The chapel is said to appear on certain awe, as believing it was an evil fire previous to the death of any of his descen spirit, which only waited permission to do dants. This superstition, noticed by Slezer, them hurt; and, for that reason, forebore in his Theatruin Scotiae, and alluded to in swearing, and all profane discourse, while in the text, is probably of Norwegian derivation, its company; But though they endured the and may have been imported by the Earls of shock of such a guest when altogether in a Orkney into their Lothian dominions. The ! body, none cared to be left alone with it. It tomb-tires of the north are inentioned in most, being the custom, therefore, for one of the of the Sagas.

soldiers to lock the gates of the castle at a cera The Barons of Roslin were buried in a | tain hour, and carry the keys to the captain,

to whose apartment, as I said before, the way he could not do that, to make some signs, by led through the church, they agreed among which they might understand what had hapthemselves, that whoever was to succeed the pened to him, yet nothing intelligible could ensuing night his fellow in this errand, should be got from him, only that, by the distortion accompany him that went first, and by this of his limbs and features, it might be guessed means no man would be exposed singly to that he died in agonies more than is common the danger; for I forgot to mention, that the in a natural death. Mauthe Doog was always seen to come out 'The Mauthe Doog was, however, never from that passage at the close of the day, after seen in the castle, nor would any one and return to it again as soon as the morning attempt to go through that passage; for dawned; which made them look on this place which reason it was closed up, and another as its peculiar residence.

way made. This accident happened about 'One night a fellow being drunk, and by three score years since; and I heard it atthe strength of his liquor rendered more tested by several, but especially by an old daring than ordinarily, laughed at the sim- soldier, who assured me he had seen it oftener plicity of his companions, and, though it was than he had then hairs on his head.'– W'ALnot his turn to go with the keys, would needs DRON'S Description of the Isle of Man, take that office upon him, to testify his cou p. 107 rage. All the soldiers endeavoured to dissuade him ; but the more they said, the more

Note XC. resolute he seemed, and swore that he desired nothing more than that the Mauthe

St. Bride of Douglas.-P. 46. Doog would follow him, as it had done the This was a favourite saint of the house of others; for he would try if it were dog or Douglas, and of the Earl of Angus in pardevil. ‘After having talked in a very repro ticular, as we learn from the following pasbate manner for some time, he snatched up sage : The Queen-regent had proposed to the keys, and went out of the guard-room. In raise a rival noble to the ducal dignity; and some time after his departure, a great noise discoursing of her purpose with Angụs, he was heard, but nobody had the boldness to answered, ""Why not, madam? we are happy see what occasioned it, till the adventurer that have such a princess, that can know and returning, they demanded the knowledge of will acknowledge men's services, and is will. him; but as loud and noisy as he had been ing to recompense it, but, by the might of at leaving them, he was now become sober God," (this was his oath when he was serious and silent enough; for he was never heard to and in anger ; at other times, it was by St. speak more; and though all the time he lived, Bryde of Douglas,) "if he be a Duke, I will be which was three days, he was entreated by a Drake!"-So she desisted from prosecuting all who came near him, either to speak, or, if I of that purpose.'—GODSCROFT. vol. ii. p. 131.



INTRODUCTION TO CANTO The sheep, before the pinching heaven,

To shelter'd dale and down are driven,
Where yet some faded herbage pines,
And yet a watery sunbeam shines :

In meek despondency they cyc WILLIAM STEWART ROSE, ESQ. The withcr'd sward and wintry sky, Ashestiel, Ettrick Forest.


And far beneath their summer hill, NOVEMBER's sky is chill and drear,

Stray sadly by Glenkinnon's rill: November's leaf is red and scar:

The shepherd shifts his mantle's fold,

And wraps him closer from the cold; Late, gazing down the steepy linn, That hems our little garden in,

His dogs no merry circles wheel, Low in its dark and narrow glen

But shivering follow at his heel;

A cowering glance they often cast, You scarce the rivulet might ken, So thick the tangled greenwood grew,

As deeper moans the gathering blast. So fccble trill'd the streamlet through : My imps, though hardy, bold, and Now, murmuring hoarse, and frequent


As best befits the mountain child, Through bush and brier, no longer Feel the sad influence of the hour, green,

And wail the daisy's vanished flower; An angry brook, it sweeps the glade, | Their summer gambolstell

, and mourn, Brawls over rock and wild cascade, And anxious ask,-Will spring return, And, foaming brown with doubled And birds and lambs again be gay, speed,

And blossoms clothe the hawthorn IIurrics its waters to the Tweed.

spray ? No longer Autumn's glowing red

Yes,prattlers, yes; the daisy's flower

Again shall paint your summer bower; Upon our Forest hills is shed;

Again the hawthorn shall supply No more beneath the evening beam Fair Tweed reflects their purple The lambs upon the lea shall bound,

The garlands you delight to tie; gleam;

The wild birds carol to the round, Away liath pass'd the heather-bell That bloom'd so rich on Needpath- | Too short shall seem the summer day.

And, while you frolic light as they, fell; Sallow his brow; and russet bare To mute and to material things Are now the sister-heights of Yair. New life revolving summer brings;

The genial call dead Nature hears, O'er their wild mood full conquest And in her glory reappears.

gain'd, But oh! my country's wintry state The pride, he would not crush, reWhat second spring shall renovate ?

strain'd, What powerful call shall bid arise Show'd their fierce zeal a worthier The buried warlike and the wise;

cause, The mind that thought for Britain's And brought the freeman's arm to aid weal,

the freeman's laws. The hand that grasp'd the victor steel ? The vernal sun new life bestows

Had'st thou but liv'd, though stripp'd Even on the meanest flower that blows;

of power, But vainly, vainly may he shine

A watchman on the lonely tower, Where glory weeps o'er Nelson's Thy thrilling trump had rous'd the shrine;

land, And vainly pierce the solemn gloom,

When fraud or danger were at hand; That shrouds, O Pitt, thy hallowed by thee, as by the beacon-light, tomb !

Our pilots had kept course aright;

As some proud column, though alone, Deep gravid in every British heart, Thy strength had propp'd the tottering O never let those names depart !

throne : Say to your sons - Lo, here his grave,

Now is the stately column broke, Who victor died on Gadite wave.

The beacon-light is quench'd in smoke, To him, as to the burning levin,

The trumpet's silver sound is still, Short, bright, resistless course was

The warder silent on the hill ! given. Where'er his country's foes were When Death, just hovering, claim’d his

Oh think, how to his latest day, found, Was heard the fated thunder's sound, With Palinure's unalter'd mood,

prey, Till burst the bolt on yonder shore,

Firm at his dangerous post he stood; Roll'd, blaz'd, destroy'd,-and was

Each call for needful rest repell’d,
With dying hand the rudder held,

Till, in his fall, with fateful sway,
Nor mourn ye less his perishid The steerage of the realm gave way!

worth Who bade the conqueror go forth,

Then, while on Britain's thousand

plains, And launch'd that thunderbolt of war

One unpolluted church remains, On Egypt, Hafnia, Trafalgar;

Whose peacefulbells ne'er sent around Who, born to guide such high emprize, The bloody tocsin's maddening sound, For Britain's weal was early wise ;

But still, upon the hallow'd day, Alas! to whom the Almighty gave,

Convoke the swainsto praise and pray; For Britain's sins, an early grave!

While faith and civil peace are dear, His worth who, in his mightiest hour, Grace this cold marble with a tear, A bauble held the pride of power,

He, who preserved them, Pitt, lies Spurn’d at the sordid lust of pelf,

here! And serv'd his Albion for herself; Who, when the frantic crowd amain Nor yet suppress the generous sigh, Strain'd at subjection's bursting rein, Because his rival slumbers nigh;

no more,

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