And soon he spurr'd his courser keen XXVI. The clattering hoofs the watchmen mark;— And gained the moor at Horsliehill; XXVII. A moment now he slack'd his speed, 'The estate of Hazeldean, corruptly Hassendean, belonged formerly to a family of Scotts, thus commemorated by Satchells:: "Hassendean came without a call, The ancientest house among them all." 2 An ancient Roman road, crossing through part of Roxburgh shire. 'See Appendix, Note K. Cliffs, doubling, on their echoes borne, When some sad swain shall teach the grove, XXVIII. Unchallenged, thence pass'd Deloraine, XXIX. At the first plunge the horse sunk low, Scarce half the charger's neck was seen; Stemm'd a midnight torrent's force. The warrior's very plume, I say, Yet, through good heart, and Our Ladye's grace, 1See Appendix, Note L. 2 Barded, or barbed,—applied to a horse accoutred with defen sive armour. XXX. Now Bowden Moor the march-man won, For on his soul the slaughter red When first the Scott and Carr were foes; When Home and Douglas, in the van, XXXI. In bitter mood he spurred fast, Old Melros' rose, and fair Tweed ran: 2 In solemn wise did rise and fail, 1 Halidon was an ancient seat of the Kerrs of Cessford, now demolished. About a quarter of a mile to the northward lay the field of battle betwixt Buccleuch and Angus, which is called to this day the Skirmish Field.-See Appendix, Note C. 2 › Lauds, the midnight service of the Catholic church. But when Melrose he reach'd, 'twas silence all; He meetly stabled his steed in stall, And sought the convent's lonely wall.' HERE paused the harp; and with its swell The Master's fire and courage fell: 1 The ancient and beautiful monastery of Melrose was founded by King David I. Its ruins afford the finest specimen of Gothic architecture and Gothic sculpture which Scotland can boast. The stone of which it is built, though it has resisted the weather for so many ages, retains perfect sharpness, so that even the most minute ornaments seem as entire as when newly wrought. In some of the cloisters, as is hinted in the next Canto, there are representations of flowers, vegetables, &c. carved in stone, with accuracy and precision so delicate, that we almost distrust our senses, when we consider the difficulty of subjecting so hard a substance to such intricate and exquisite modulation. This superb convent was dedicated to St. Mary, and the monks were of the Cistertian order. At the time of the Reformation, they shared in the general reproach of sensuality and irregularity, thrown upon the Roman churchmen. The old words of Galashiels, a favourite Scottish air, ran thus: O the monks of Melrose made gude kale' On Fridays when they fasted: They wanted neither beef nor ale, As long as their neighbours' lasted. 58 THE LAY OF THE LAST MINSTREL. Canto I. And how old age, and wand'ring long, Each after each, in due degree, His hand was true, his voice was clear, |