1 pria the m and haulers muse -
From wading gen, from muDI TIVL
Muy yours wet bardy temat drv.
Dock the messenger Diabe:
Ho sort the King, be named the place,
hinte presting forward like the wind,
La Camour and surprise behind.
The Denerman forwook the strand,
The swarthy with took dirk and brand;
With changed cheer, the mower blithe
Lett in the half-cut swathe the scythe;
The herds without a keeper stray'd,
The plough was in mid-furrow stay'd,
The Bale'ner toss'd his hawk away,
The hunter left the stag at bay ·

Prompt at the signal of alarms,
Each son of Alpine rush'd to arms:
So swept the tumult and affray
Along the margin of Achray.
Alas, thou lovely lake! that e'er
Thy banks should echo sounds of fear!
The rocks, the bosky thickets, sleep
So stilly on thy bosom deep,

The lark's blithe carol, from the cloud,
Seems for the scene too gaily loud.

CORONACH.

HE is gone on the mountain,
He is lost to the forest,

Like a summer-dried fountain,

When our need was the sorest.

The font, reappearing,

From the rain-drops shall borrow,

But to us comes no cheering,

To Duncan no morrow!

The hand of the reaper

Takes the ears that are hoary,

But the voice of the weeper

Wails manhood in glory.

The autumn winds rushing

Waft the leaves that are searest,

But our flower was in flushing,

When blighting was nearest.

Fleet foot on the correi,

Sage counsel in cumber,

Red hand in the foray,

How sound is thy slumber!

Id.

Not Katrine, in her mirror blue,
Gives back the shaggy banks more true,
Than every free-born glance confess'd
The guileless movements of her breast;
Whether joy danced in her dark eye,
Or woe or pity claim'd a sigh,
Or filial love was glowing there,
Or meek devotion pour'd a prayer,
Or tale of injury call'd forth
The indignant spirit of the North.
One only passion unreveal'd,

With maiden pride the maid conceal'd,
Yet not less purely felt the flame ;-
O! need I tell that passion's name?

A HIGHLAND GATHERING.

FAST as the fatal symbol flies,

In arms the huts and hamlets rise;
From winding glen, from upland brown,
They pour'd each hardy tenant down.
Nor slack'd the messenger his pace;
He show'd the sign, he named the place,
And, pressing forward like the wind,
Left clamour and surprise behind.
The fisherman forsook the strand,

The swarthy smith took dirk and brand;
With changed cheer, the mower blithe
Left in the half-cut swathe the scythe;
The herds without a keeper stray'd,
The plough was in mid-furrow stay'd,
The falc'ner toss'd his hawk away,
The hunter left the stag at bay.

ld.

Prompt at the signal of alarms,
Each son of Alpine rush'd to arms:
So swept the tumult and affray
Along the margin of Achray.
Alas, thou lovely lake! that e'er
Thy banks should echo sounds of fear!
The rocks, the bosky thickets, sleep
So stilly on thy bosom deep,

The lark's blithe carol, from the cloud,
Seems for the scene too gaily loud.

CORONACH.

He is gone on the mountain,
He is lost to the forest,

Like a summer-dried fountain,

When our need was the sorest. The font, reappearing,

From the rain-drops shall borrow,

But to us comes no cheering,

To Duncan no morrow!

The hand of the reaper

Takes the ears that are hoary,

But the voice of the weeper

Wails manhood in glory.
The autumn winds rushing

Waft the leaves that are searest,

But our flower was in flushing,

When blighting was nearest.

Fleet foot on the correi,

Sage counsel in cumber,

Red hand in the foray,

How sound is thy slumber!

Id.

Like the dew on the mountain,
Like the foam on the river,
Like the bubble on the fountain,
Thou art gone, and for ever!

'O SANTISSIMA! O PURISSIMA!'

Ave Maria! maiden mild!

Listen to a maiden's prayer!

Thou canst hear though from the wild,
Thou canst save amid despair.
Safe may we sleep beneath thy care,

Though banish'd, outcast, and reviled:Maiden hear a maiden's prayer!

Mother, hear a suppliant child!

Ave Maria! undefiled!

Ave Maria!

The flinty couch we now must share Shall seem with down of eider piled,

If thy protection hover there.

The murky cavern's heavy air

Shall breathe of balm if thou hast smiled:

Then, Maiden! hear a maiden's prayer!

Mother, list a suppliant child!

Ave Maria! Stainless styled!

Ave Maria!

Foul demons of the earth and air, From this their wonted haunt exiled, Shall flee before thy presence fair. We bow us to our lot of care,

Beneath thy guidance reconciled; Hear for a maid a maiden's prayer!

And for a father hear a child!

Ave Maria!