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the contest, uttertng shouts of gladness, his hands, removing the solls of battle or shrieks of sorrow, as their friends from his dress, and resuming his marfell or prevailed. I looked about, and tle, he became the gayest and most saw the skirmish, which had first ex

chearful of the company: tended to a few blows and shots becom- It was evident, from the frequent and ing bloody and dubious; for the enemy, earnest consultations of the leaders of reinforced with fresh men, now fairly this rash enterprize, that information charged down the open road, and the had reached them of no pleasing kind. place where they contended was soon Couriers continually came and went, covered with dead and dying. I shriek- and some of the chiefs began to resume ed aloud at this fearful sight; and quit- their weapons. As the danger pressed, ting my horse's bridle, held out my advice and contradiction, which at first hands, and cried out to the mountaineers, were given and urged with courtesy and " () haste and rescue, else they'll slay respect, now became warm and loud; him-they'll slay him !" An old high- and the Earl of Derwentwater, a virtuous lander, at almost the same instant, ex- and amiable man, but neither warrior claimed, in very corrupt English-nor leader, instead of overawing and

, 6 God! she'll no stand and see the ruling the tumultuary elements of his border lads a' cut in pieces !" and ut- army, strode to and fro, a perfect pictering a kind of military yell, flew off ture of indecision and dismay, and with about two hundred men to the as- uttered not a word. All this while, Sir sistance of his friends. I was not allow- Thomas Scott sat beside Walter Selby ed to remain and witness the charge of and me, calm and unconcerned : conthese northern warriors, but was led versing about the ancient house of the into Preston, and carried into a house Selbys ; relating anecdotes of the lords half dead, where several of the ladies of Selby in the court, and in the camp; who followed the fortune of their lords quoting, and, in his own impressive in this unhappy expedition, endeavour- way of reciting verse, lending all the ed to soothe and comfort me. But I melody of music to the old minstrel balsonn was the gayest of them all; for in lads which recorded our name and deeds. came Walter Selby and his companion, In a moment of less alarm, I could have the former sprinkled with blood, but worshipped him for this; and my poor the latter soiled with blood and dust, Walter seemed the child of his compafrom helmet to spur. I leaped into my nion's will, and forgot all but me in the cousin's bosom, and sobbed with joy; admiration with which he contemplated he kissed his forehead, and said, - him. The conference of the chiefs had “Thank him, my Eleanor--the gallant waxed warm and tumultuous; when knight, Sir Thomas Scott, but for him, Lord Nithsdale, a little, high spirited, I should have been where many brave and intrepid man, shook Sir Thomas by fellows are.” I recovered presence of the shoulder, and said, “ This is no mind in a moment, and turning to him, time, Sir Knight, for minstrel lore, and said, “ Accept, Sir, a poor maiden's lady's love; betake thee to thy weapon, thanks for the safety of her kinsman, and bring all thy wisdom with thee, for and allow her to kiss the right hand truly we are about to need both." Sir that wrought this deliverance."

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Thomas rose, and having consulted a thee, fair lady," said the knight, “I moment with Lord Kenmure, returned would fight a dozen such fields for the to us, and said,

" Come, my young honour thou profferest; but my hand is friend, we have played the warrior, now not in trim for such lady courtesy ; so let us play the scout, and go forth and let me kiss thiné as a warrior ought." examine the numbers and array of our I held out my hand, which he pressed enemies ; such a list of their generals to his lips: and washing the blood from has been laid before our leaders as turns

them pale'; a mere muster roll of a re- their saddles were emptied fast, with giment would make some of them lay shot, and with sword; and the clans down their arms, and stretch out their men, bearing their bucklers over their necks to the axe. Lord Kenmure, fair heads, made great havoc among the Eleanor, who takes a lady's council now horsemen with their claymores, and at and then, will have the honour of sitting length succeeded in repulsing them to by your side till our return.” So say- the fields. As soon as the enemy's ing, Walter Selby and Sir Thomas left trumpets sounded a retreat, our leaders us; and I listened to every step in the again assembled ;-assembled not to porch, till their return, which happened conquer or fall like cavaliers, with their within an hour. They came splashed swords in their hands, but to yield with soil, their dress rent with hedge themselves up to beg the grace of a few and brake ; and they seemed to have days, till they prepared their necks for owed their safety to their swords, which the

rope and the axe. The highland were hacked and dyed to the hilts. The soldiers wept with anger and shame, leaders questioned them: “ Have you and offered to cut their way, or perish; marked the enemy's array, and learned but the leaders of the army, unfit to ought of their numbers.” “ We have follow or fight, resolved on nothing but done more,” said Sir Thomas ; “ we submission, and sent Colonel Oxburgh have learned, and that from the tongues with a message to General Willis, to of two dying men, that Willis, with nine propose a capitulation. regiments of horse, and Colonel Preston, Sir Thomas Scott came to Walter with a battalion of foot, will scarcely Selby and me, and said, with a smile await for dawn to attack you.” This of bitter scorn, “ Let these valiant perannouncement seemed to strike a damp sons deliver themselves up to strain the to the hearts of several of the chiefs ; cord, and prove the axe; we will seek, and, instead of giving that consistency Lady Eleanor, a gentler dispensation; to their councils which mutual fear of retreat now is not without peril; yet let ten inspires, it only served to bewilder us try what our good green wood will and perplex them. “ I would council do for poor outlaws: I have seen ladies you,” said Sir Thomas, “ to make an and men too escape from greater peril instant attack upon their position, before than this.” We were in the saddle in their cannon arrive ; ' we are inferior in a moment; and, accompanied by about number, but superior in courage ; let twenty of the border cavaliers, made some of our border troopers dismount, our way through several orchard encloand, with the clansmen, open a passage sures, and finally entered upon an exthrough Colonel Preston's troops, which tensive common or chase, abounding line the hedge rows and enclosures; the in clumps of dwarf holly and birch, and horse will follow, and there can be no presenting green and winding avenues, doubt of a complete victory.” Some into one of which we gladly entered, opposed this advice, others applauded leaving Preston half a mile bebind. it; and the precious hours of night That pale and trembling light which were consumed in unavailing debate, precedes day began to glimmer; it felt -and passionate contradiction. This was intensely cold; for the air was filled only interrupted by the sound of the with dew, and the boughs and bushes trumpet and the rushing of horse ; for sprinkled us with moisture. We hasWillis, forcing the barriers at two places, tened on at a sharp trot; and the soft at once made good his entry into the sward returning no sound, allowed us principal street of Preston. I had the to hear the trumpet summons and milicourage to go into the street; and had tary din, which extended far and wide not proceeded far, till I saw the enemy's around Preston. As we rode along, dragoons charging at full gallop; but I observed Sir Thomas motion with his


head to his companions, feel his sword Walter Selby reeled in the saddle, dropt and his pistols, glance to the girths of his head, and his sword; and saying his horse, and, finally, drop his mantle faintly, “Oh, Eleanor !" fell to the from his right arm, apparently baring ground, stretching both hands towards it for a contest. In all these prepara- me. I sprung to the ground, clasped

I tions, he was followed by his friends, him to my bosom, which he covered who, at the same time, closed their with his blood, and entreated Heaven ranks, and proceeded with caution and to save him ; and oh, I doubt I upbraidsilence. We had reached a kind of ed the Eternal with his death; but road, half the work of nature and half Heaven will pity the ravings of despair

. of man's hand, which divided the He pressed my hand faintly, and lay chase or waste in two; it was bordered looking on my face alone, though swords by a natural hedge of holly and thorn. were clashing, and pistols were disAll at once, from a thicket of bushes, a charged, over us. Ere the contest had captain, with about twenty of Colonel ceased, Sir Thomas sprang from his Preston's dragoons, made a rush, calling horse, took Walter Selby in his arms, out, “ Yield ? down with the traitors !" and tears sparkled in his eyes, as he saw Swords were bare in a moment, pistols the blood Aowing from his bosom. and carabines were flashing, and both “ Alas! alas !” said he, “ that such a parties hurried, alike eager for blood. spirit, so lofty and heroic, should be Of this unexpected and fatal contest, quenched so soon, and in a skirmish I have but an indistinct remembrance ; such as this. Haste, Frank Elliot, hasle, the glittering of the helmets, the shining and frame us a litter of green boughs, of drawn swords, the flashing of pistols cover it thick with our mantles, place and carabines, the knell of shot, the this noble youth upon it, and we will rushing of horses, and the outcry of bear him northward on our horses' wounded men, came all in confusion necks ; ere I leave his body here, I will before me; but I cannot give a re- leave mine own aside it; and


mingular account of this scene of terror strel Harberson, bring some water from and blood. It was of brief duration. I the brook for this fair and fainting laid my bridle on my horse's neck, lady.” All these orders, so promptly and wrung my hands, and followed with given, were as quickly executed ; and my looks every motion of Walter we recommenced our journey to the Selby. He was in the pride of strength north, with sorrowful hearts, and dimiand youth, and spurred against the nished numbers. I rode by the side of boldest; and putting soul and might the litter; which, alas, became a bier, into every blow, made several saddles ere we reached the green hills of Cumempty ; 1 held up my hands, and prayed berland. We halted in a lonely glen; audibly for success. A dragoon, who a grave was prepared ; and there, with had that moment killed a cavalier, rode out priest, prayer, or requiems, was all to my side, and exclaimed, “ Down that I loved of man consigned to a sylwith thy hands, thou cursed nun, down van grave. The dust of our young hewith thy hands; woot pray yet, woct ro,” said Sir Thomas, “ must lie here thou; curse tha then;" and he made till the sun shines again on our cause, a stroke at me with his sword. The and it shall be placed in consecrated eyes of Walter Selby seemed to lighten earth.” The minstrel of the ancient as a cloud does on a day of thunder, name of Selby stood gazing on the and at one blow he severed the dragoon's grave, and burst out into the following head, bone and helmet, down to his wail or burial song, which is still to be steel collar. As the trooper fell, a pis- heard from the lips of the maids and tol and carabine Aashed together, and matrons of Cumberland.


Lament for Walter Selbp.
Mourn all ye noble warriors-lo! here is lying low
As brave a youth as ever spurr'd a courser on the foe :
Hope is a sweet thing to the heart, and light onto the ee,
But no sweeter and no dearer than my warrior was to me;
He rode a good steed gallantly, and on his foes came down
With a war-cry like the eagle's, from Helvellyn's haughty crown;
His hand was white, and his dark eye seem'd born for wide command ;
Young Selby has nae left the like in all the northern land.
Weep for him, all ye maidens—and weep for him, all ye dames ;
He was the sweetest gentleman from silver Tweed to Thames.
Wail all for Walter Selby, let your tears come dropping down ;
Wail all for my young warrior, in cottage, tower, and town.
Cursed be the hand that fired the shot; and may it never know
What beauty it has blighted, and what glory it laid low;
Shall some rude peasant sit and sing, how his right hand could tame
Thy pride, my Walter Selby, and the last of thy name :
And mourn too, all ye minstrels good, and make your harpstrings wail,
And pour his worth through every song, his deeds through every

His life was brief, but wond'rous bright : awake your minstrel story!
Lo! there the noble warrior lies, so give him all his glory.
When Skiddaw lays its head as low, as now 'tis green and high-
And the Solway sea grows to a brook, now sweeping proudly by-
When the soldier scorns the trumpet-sound, nor loves the tempered brand-
Then thy name, my Walter Selby, shall be mute in Cumberland.




Two lovers, a youth and a maiden, be free to the delight which thy preonce lived on the banks of the Rhine, sence would ever bring, did not the where it winds between lofty rocks, and evil eye of jealous suspicion watch me, is overhung with gloomy forests. The as for the secret robber of the fold.” passage-barks : go furiously with the She listened to his pleading breath, stream of the river in this part ; and the and tears filled her blue eyes. But the helmsman used to return thanks when maiden spake not in reply, for her heart he saw behind him the old Single Town beat, and caused the words to die on er of Neuftchaberg. From this ruin, her powerless tongue. standing upright and alone, like a pine- “Look up, my love, look up! Behold tree, the owl still sent a long and loud the Single Tower of Neuftchaberg : to cry, when the shadow of night fell it the helmsman looks as he guides the heavily from the lofty bank over the passage-bark. Hearken! the owl sends boiling current of the profound water. forth his long and loud cry, for the sha

“ Once, only once, dear life of my dow of night falls heavily on the deep soul, do 1 desire to have thee to myself, water. Am I dear to thee, thou belovwithout fear of spies; that fancy may ed one? If so, meet me there, above,


even where the owl cries, at the safe | sbame. Guard then thy fidelity, while midnight hour : then the world shall

thou preservest thy patience ; and save be only to us."

thyself from remorse, and me, thy love, The maiden shuddered : but, as she from guilt and dark disgrace!" trembled, she came more close to the And now the moon shone clear and bosom of the youth. “Thou art dear to full in the height of the heavenly arch. me; and well thou knowest, dear! but, All the air was of a silvery blue : even alas, how shall I meet thee at midnight the old Single Tower of Neuftchaberg at the old Single Tower of Neuftcha- was arrayed in a mild brightness. Its berg! Doth not the cry of the foul narrow window-holes seemed stripes of bird already chill my blood ? And light, enlivening the gloom of its ruined shall I dare to meet the dull eyes of the walls. As the passage-bark glided swiftCastle-Goblin, as they gleam with a ly below the rock, the sound of the angrey light from the narrow window them, sung by the helmsman to the holes of the silent ruin !”

divine Mother and Virgin, with hair of As she spake, the owl again shrieked gold, rose above the rushing of the loud and long : it seemed the hollo of water. The lovers stood silent and close the Castle-Goblin; the lovers started ; together, in the beauty of the fair night. and the helmsman, as the sound leaped | Scarcely were seen to move the heads through the water-caves, made the sign of the wild field flowers, as the gentle of the cross, and prayed earnestly to the wind fleeted onward to the smiling disVirgin. In a moment all was again tance. still : nothing was heard but the motion But soon the lover prayed more ferof the boiling current.

vently than before. “ Meet me at the safe Slowly rose the moon, with creeping hour of midnight, in the moss-grown edge, above the dim boundary of the court of the ruined tower! There the night-sky. And, as she rose, a trem- world shall be only to us; and the evil bling light fell on the old Single Tower. eye of suspicion shall be away !" Then its narrow window-holes appear- Faultering accents moved on the ed, and the clearing air shone beyond tongue of the maiden, and she found them. No Goblin-eyes gleamed as in her lips joined, with soft and lingering horrid sockets: the bramble and the pressure, to the youth’s. Passion was ivy hung over the rifted fragments, and in hearts. the parted leaves of each were seen.

opposite verge of the fading heaven. The maiden stood close to the youth, Moaning, deep, and broken, commencwho soothingly inclined her cheek to ed again the bird of night. The breeze his. The night-wind mingled with their came chill, and with a swelling noise, breathings, and the rushing of the im- from the forest of the hills behind; the petuous Rhine seemed less fierce in its voice of the river rose ; and a melan. noise. The cry of the owl had ceased. choly shade fell over the old Single

“ And doth the beloved one fear the Tower of Neuftchaberg. Castle-Goblin ?” said the enamoured Where the lovers stood was now an youth. “Love hath no idle fears; it only empty space. They had disappeared. dreadeth the jealous suspicion that the wild field-flowers bent their heads

causeth separation, and sad disappoint to the ground, as the cutting wind glided ment, and wan anxiety."

swiftly by. The maiden wept, but still her cheek See! the moon now scarcely prerested on the youth's. “ Ah, more than serves her swarthy discoloured rim, the Castle-Goblin, I dread the demons above the far-distant limit of the nightthat dwell in the heart. Let me not sky. A vapour is gone forth, and the name them: thou wilt spare me the shadows are dense.

distinctly the moon descended redly to the

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