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And now the morning sun was high,
De Vaux was weary, faint, and dry;
When lo! a plashing sound he hears,
A gladsome signal that he nears
Some frolic water run;

And soon he reached a court-yard square,
Where, dancing in the sultry air,
Tossed high aloft, a fountain fair,
Was sparkling in the sun.
On right and left a fair arcade
In long perspective view displayed
Alleys and bowers, for sun or shade;

But full in front, a door,

Low browed and dark, seem'd as it led
To the lone dwelling of the dead,
Whose memory was no more.

Here stopped De Vaux an instant's space,
To bathe his parched lips and face,
And mark'd, with well-pleased eye,

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Who, late at bashful distance staid, Now tripping from the greenwood shade, Nearer the musing champion draw, And, in a pause of seeming awe,

Again stand doubtful now?-
Ah, that sly pause of witching powers!
That seems to say, "To please be ours,
Be yours to tell us how."-
Their hue was of the golden glow
That suns of Candahar bestow,
O'er which in slight suffusion flows
A frequent tinge of paly rose;
Their limbs were fashioned fair and free,
In Nature's justest symmetry,
And wreathed with flowers, with odours graced,

Their raven ringlets reached the waist;
In eastern pomp, its gilding pale
The hennah lent each shapely nail,
And the sumah gave the eye
More liquid and more lustrous dye.
The spotless veil of misty lawn,
In studied disarrangement, drawn

The form and bosom o'er, To win the eye, or tempt the touch, For modesty showed all too muchToo much-yet promised more. XXXI.

"Gentle knight, awhile delay,"
Thus they sung, "thy toilsome way,
While we pay the duty due
To our master and to you.
Over Avarice, over Fear,
Love triumphant led thee here;
Warrior, list to us, for we
Are slaves to Love, are friends to thee.
66 Though no treasured gems have we,
To proffer on the bended knee,
Though we boast nor arm nor heart,
For the assagay or dart,
Swains have given each simple girl
Ruby lip and teeth of pearl;
Or, if dangers more you prize,
Flatterers find them in our eyes.
"Stay, then, gentle warrior, stay,
Rest till evening steal on day;
Stay, O stay!-in yonder bowers
We will braid thy locks with flowers,
Spread the feast and fill the wine,
Charm thy ear with sounds divine,
Weave our dances till delight
Yield to languor, day to night.

"Then shall she you most approve,
Sing the lays that best you love,
Soft thy mossy couch shall spread,
Watch thy pillow, prop thy head,
Till the weary night be o'er-
Gentle warrior, would'st thou more?-
Would'st thou more, fair warrior,-she
Is slave to Love, and slave to thee."-

O do not hold it for a crime
In the bold hero of my rhyme,
For stoic look,

And meet rebuke,

He lacked the heart or time;
As round the band of syrens trip,
He kissed one damsel's laughing lip,
And pressed another's proffered hand,
Spoke to them all in accents bland,
But broke their magic circle through;
"Kind maids," he said, "adieu, adieu!
My fate, my fortune, forward lies."
He said, and vanished from their eyes;
But, as he dared that darksome way,
Still heard behind their lovely lay;
"Fair flower of courtesy, depart!
Go, where the feelings of the heart
With the warm pulse in concord move;
Go, where virtue sanctions love!"-

Downward De Vaux through darksome ways
And ruined vaults has gone,
Till issue from their wilder'd maze,

Or safe retreat, seem'd none; And e'en the dismal path he strays Grew worse as he went on. For cheerful sun, for living air, Foul pours rise and mine-fires glare, Whose fearful light the dangers show'd That dogg'd him on that dreadful road. Deep pits, and lakes of waters dun, They show'd, but show'd not how to shun. These scenes of desolate despair, These smothering clouds of poison'd air, How gladly had De Vaux exchanged, Though 'twere to face yon tigers ranged! Nay, soothful bards have said, So perilous his state seem'd now, He wished him under arbour bough With Asia's willing maid. When, joyful sound! at distance near A trumpet flourish'd loud and clear, And, at it ceased, a lofty lay Seem'd thus to chide his lagging way. XXXIV. "Son of honour, theme of story, Think on the reward before ye! Danger, darkness, toil despise; 'Tis Ambition bids thee rise. "He that would her heights ascend, Many a weary step must wend; Hand and foot and knee he tries: Thus Ambition's minions rise.

"Lag not now, though rough the way,
Fortune's mood brooks no delay;
Grasp the boon that's spread before ye,
Monarch's power, and conqueror's glory!"


It ceased. Advancing on the sound, A steep ascent the wanderer found, And then a turret stair;


Nor climb'd he far its steepy round
Till fresher blew the air,
And next a welcome glimpse was given,
That cheer'd him with the light of heaven.
At length his toil had won
A lofty hall with trophies dress'd,
Where, as to greet imperial guest,
Four maidens stood, whose crimson vest
Was bound with golden zone.

Of Europe seem'd the damsels all; The first a nymph of lively Gaul, Whose easy step and laughing eye Her borrow'd air of awe belie;

The next a maid of Spain, Dark-eyed, dark-haired, sedate, yet bold; While ivory skin and tress of gold, Her shy and bashful comrade told For daughter of Almaine. These maidens bore a royal robe, With crown, with sceptre, and with globe, Emblems of empery:

The fourth a space behind them stood, And leant upon a harp, in mood

Of minstrel ecstasy.

Of merry England she, in dress
Like ancient British druidess:
Her hair an azure fillet bound,
Her graceful vesture swept the ground,
And, in her hand display'd,
A crown did that fourth maiden hold,
But unadorn'd with gems and gold,
Of glossy laurel made.


At once to brave De Vaux knelt down
These foremost maidens three,
And proffer'd sceptre, robe, and crown,
Liegedom and seignorie
O'er many a region wide and fair,
Destined, they said, for Arthur's heir;
But homage would he none:-
"Rather," he said, "De Vaux would ride,
A warder of the border side,
In plate and mail, than, robed in pride,
A monarch's empire own;
Rather, far rather, would he be
A free-born knight of England free,
Than sit on despot's throne."
So pass'd he on, when that fourth maid,
As starting from a trance,
Upon a harp her finger laid;
Her magic touch the chords obey'd,
Their soul awaked at once!


"Quake to your foundations deep,
Stately tower, and banner'd keep,
Bid your vaulted echoes moan,
As the dreaded step they own.
"Fiends that wait on Merlin's spell,
Hear the foot-fall! mark it well!
Spread your dusky wings abroad,
Boune ye for your homeward road,
"It is HIS, the first who e'er
Dared the dismal hall of Fear;
His, who hath the snares defied,
Spread by pleasure, wealth, and pride,
"Quake to your foundations deep,
Bastion huge, and turret steep!
Tremble keep, and totter tower!
This is Gyneth's waking hour,”-



Thus while she sung, the venturous knight
Has reach'd a bower, where milder light
Through crimson curtains fell;
Such soften'd shade the hill receives,
Her purple veil when twilight leaves
Upon its western swell.

That bower, the gazer to bewitch,
Had wond'rous store of rare and rich
As ere was seen with eye;
For there by magic skill, I wis,
Form of each thing that living is
Was limn'd in proper dye.
All seem'd to sleep-the timid hare
On form, the stag upon his lair,
The eagle in her eyrie fair

Between the earth and sky. But what of pictured rich and rare Could win De Vaux's eye-glance, where, Deep slumbering in the fatal chair,

He saw king Arthur's child!
Doubt, and anger, and dismay,
From her brow had pass'd away,
Forgot was that fell tourney-day,

For, as she slept, she smiled.
It seemed that the repentant seer
Her sleep of many a hundred year
With gentle dreams beguiled.
That form of maiden loveliness,

'Twixt childhood and 'twixt youth, That ivory chair, that sylvan dress, The arms and ancles bare, express

Of Lyulph's tale the truth. Still upon her garment's hem Vanoc's blood made purple gem, And the warder of command Cumber'd still her sleeping hand; Still her dark locks dishevell'd flow From net of pearl o'er breast of snow; And so fair the slumberer seems, That De Vaux impeached his dreams, Vapid all and void of might, Hiding half her charms from sight. Motionless awhile he stands, Folds his arms and clasps his hands, Trembling in his fitful joy, Doubtful how he shall destroy Long-enduring spell; Doubtful too, when slowly rise Dark-fringed lids of Gyneth's eyes,

What these eyes shall tell. "St. George! St. Mary! can it be, That they will kindly look on me!”.


Gently, lo! the warrior kneels,
Soft that lovely hand he steals,
Soft to kiss, and soft to clasp--
But the warder leaves her grasp;
Lightning flashes, rolls the thunder!
Gyneth startles from her sleep,
Totters tower, and trembles keep,

Burst the castle walls asunder! Fierce and frequent were the shocks, Melt the magic halls away

-But beneath their mystic rocks,
In the arms of bold De Vaux,
Safe the princess lay!

Safe and free from magic power,
Blushing like the rose's flower
Opening to the day;

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popular traditions. He loved fairies, genii, giants, and monsters; he delighted to rove through the meanders of enchantment, to gaze on the magnificence of golden palaces, to repose by the waterfalls of elysian gardens."


The green-wood and the wold;
And love the more, that of their maze
Adventure high of other days
By ancient bards is told,


Bringing, perchance, like my poor tale,
Some moral truth in fiction's veil:
Nor love them less, that o'er the hill
The evening breeze, as now, comes chill;--
My love shall wrap her warm,
And, fearless of the slippery way,
While safe she trips the heathy brae,
Shall bang on Arthur's arm.

the baron of Triermain.-P. 348.


Triermain was a fief of the barony of Gilsland, Cumberland; it was possessed by a Saxon family at the time of the Conquest, but, "after the deata of Gilmore, lord of Tryermaine and Torcrossock, Hubert Vaux gave Tryermaine and Torcrossock to his second son, Ranulph Vaux, which Ranulph afterwards became heir to his elder brother Robert, the founder of Lanercost, who died without issue. Ranulph, being lord of all Gilsland, gave Gilmore's lands to his own younger son, named Roland, and let the barony descend to his eldest son Robert, son of Ranulph. Roland had issue Alexander, and he Ranulph, after whom succeeded Robert, and they were named Rolands successively, that were lords thereof, until the reign of Edward the fourth. That house gave for arms, Vert, a bend dexter, chequey, or and gules."-Burn's Antiquities of Westmoreland and Cumberland, vol. ii, p. 482.

This branch of Vaux, with its collateral alliances, is now represented by the family of Braddyl of Conishead priory, in the county palatine of Lancaster; for it appears that, about the time above-mentioned, the house of Triermaine was united to its kindred family Vaux of Caterlen, and, by marriage with the heiress of Delamore and Leybourne, became the representative of those ancient and noble families. The male line failing in John de Vaux, about the year 1665, his daughter and heiress, Mabel, married Christopher Richmond, esq. of Highhead castle, in the county of Cumberland, descended from an ancient family of that name, lords of Corby castle, in the same county, soon after the Conquest, and which they alienated about the 15th of Edward the second, to Andrea de Harcla, :arl of Carlisle. Of this family was sir Thomas de Raigemont, (miles auratus,) in the reign of king Edward the first, who appears to have greatly distinguished himself at the siege of Kaerlaveroc, with William baron of Leybourne. In an ancient heraldic poem now extant, and preserved in the British Museum, describing that siege, his arms are stated to be, Or, 2 Bars Gemelles Gules, and a Chief Or, the same borne by his descendants at the present day. The Richmonds removed to their castle of Highhead in the reign of Henry the eighth, when the then representative of the family married Margaret, daughter of sir Hugh Lowther, by the lady Dorothy de Clifford, only child by a second marriage of Henry lord Clifford, great grandson of John lord Clifford, by Elizabeth Percy, daughter of Henry (surnamed Hotspur) by Elizabeth Mortimer, which said Elizabeth was daughter of Edward Mortimer, third earl of Marche, by Phillippa, sole daughter and heiress of Lionel, duke of Clarence.


1. Like Collins, ill-starr'd name!-P. 348. COLLINS, according to Johnson, "by indulging some peculiar habits of thought, was eminently delighted with those flights of imagination which pass the bounds of nature, and to which the mind

The third in descent from the above-mentioned John Richmond, became the representative of the families of Vaux, of Triermaine, Caterlen, and Torcrossock, by his marriage with Mabel de Vaux, the heiress of them. His grandson Henry Richmond died without issue, leaving five sisters co-heiresses, four of whom married; but Margaret, who married William Gale, esq. of Whitehaven, was the only one who had male issue surviving.

is reconciled only by a passive acquiescence in She had a son, and a daughter married to Henry

gently sloping hill, called Mayburgh. In the plain which it incloses there stands erect an unhewn stone of twelve feet in height. Two similar masses are said to have been destroyed during the memory of man. The whole appears to be a monument

Curwen of Workington, esq., who represented the county of Cumberland for many years in parliament, and by her had a daughter, married to John John, son and Christian, esq., (now Curwen.) heir of William Gale, married Sarah, daughter and heiress of Christopher Wilson of Bardsea of druidical times. hall, in the county of Lancaster, by Margaret, aunt and co-heiress of Thomas Braddyl, esq. of Braddyl, and Conishead priory, in the same county, and had issue four sons and two daughters:-1st, William Wilson, died an infant; 2d, Wilson, who, upon the death of his cousin, Thomas Braddyl, of such great depth, and so completely hidden without issue, succeeded to his estates, and took from the sun, that it is said its beams never reach the name of Braddyl, in pursuance of his will, by it, and that the reflection of the stars may be seen the king's sign manual; 3d, William, died young; at mid-day. and 4th, Henry Richmond, a lieutenant-general of the army, married Sarah, daughter of the Rev. R. Baldwin; Margaret married Richard Greaves Townley, esq. of Fulbourne, in the county of Cambridge, and of Bellfield, in the county of Lancaster; Sarah married to George Bigland, of Bigland hall, in the same county.

6. Though never sunbeam could discern The surface of that sable tarn.-P. 349. The small lake called Scales-tarn lies so deeply embosomed in the recesses of the huge mountain called Saddleback, more poetically Glaramara, is


Wilson Braddyl, eldest son of John Gale, and grandson of Margaret Richmond, married Jane, of 1. From Arthur's hand the goblet flew.-P. 353. daughter and heiress of Matthias Gale, esq. The author has an indistinct recollection of an Catgill hall, in the county of Cumberland, by Jane, daughter and heiress of the Rev. S. Bennet, D. D.; adventure somewhat similar to that which is here and, as the eldest surviving male branch of the ascribed to king Arthur, having befallen one of families above-mentioned, he quarters, in addition the ancient kings of Denmark. The horn in which to his own, their paternal coats in the following the burning liquor was presented to that monarch, order, as appears by the records in the college of is said still to be preserved in the Royal Museum at Copenhagen.



Tintadgel's spear.-P. 350. Tintadgel castle, in Cornwall, is reported to have been the birth-place of king Arthur.

8. Caliburn in cumbrous length.-P. 351. This was the name of king Arthur's well-known sword, sometimes also called Excalibar.

2. Nor tower nor donjon could he spy,
Darkening against the morning sky.-P. 353.


"We now gained a view of the vale of St. John's, a very narrow dell, hemmed in by mountains, through which a small brook makes many meanderings, washing little inclosures of grassground, which stretch up the rising of the hills. In the widest part of the dale you are struck with the appearance of an ancient ruined castle, which seems to stand upon the summit of a little mount, the mountains around forming an amphitheatre. This massive bulwark shows a front of various towers, and makes an awful, rude, and Gothic appearance, with its lofty turrets and ragged battlements; we traced the galleries, the bending arches, the buttresses. The greatest antiquity stands characterized in its architecture; the inhabitants near it assert it is an antediluvian structure.

"The traveller's curiosity is roused, and he prepares to make a nearer approach, when that curiosity is put upon the rack by his being assured, that, if he advances, certain geuii who govern the place, by virtue of their supernatural art and necromancy, will strip it of all its beauties, and, by enchantment, transform the magic walls. The vale seems adapted for the habitation of such beings; its gloomy recesses and retirements look like haunts of evil spirits. There was no delusion in the report; we were soon convinced of its truth; for this piece of antiquity, so venerable and noble in its aspect, as we drew near, changed its figure, and proved no other than a shaken massive pile of rocks, which stand in the midst of this little vale, disunited from the adjoining mountains, and

have so much the real form and resemblance of a

castle, that they bear the name of the Castle Rocks of St. John."-Hutchinson's Excursion to the Lakes, p. 121.

1st, Argent, a fess azure, between 3 saltiers of the same, charged with an anchor between 2 lions heads erazed, or,-Gale.

2d, Or, 2 bars gemelles gules, and a chief or,Richmond.

3d, Or, a fess chequey, or and gules between gerbes gules,-Vaux of Caterlen." 4th, Gules, a fess chequey, or and gules between 6 gerbes or,-Vaux of Torcrossock.

5th, Argent, a bend chequey, or and gules, for Vaux of Triermain.

6th, Gules, a cross patonce, or,-Delamore. 7th, Gules, 6 lions rampant argent, 3, 2, and 1, -Leybourne.t

3. And his who sleeps at Dunmailraise.-P. 349.

Dunmailraise is one of the grand passes from Cumberland into Westmoreland. It takes its name from a cairn, or pile of stones, erected, it is said, to the memory of Dunmail, the last king of Cumberland.

4. Penrith's Table Round.-P. 349. A circular entrenchment, about half a mile from Penrith, is thus popularly termed. The circle within the ditch is about one hundred and sixty paces in eircumference, with openings, or approaches, directly opposite to each other. As the ditch is on the inner side, it could not be intended for the purpose of defence, and it has reasonably been conjectured, that the inclosure was designed for the solemn exercise of feats of chivalry; and the embankment around for the convenience of the spectators. 5.-Mayburgh s mound and stones of power.-P. 349. Higher up the river Eamont than Arthur's Round Table, is a prodigious inclosure of great antiquity; formed by a collection of stones upon the top of a

• Not vert, as stated by Burn.

This more detailed genealogy of the family of Triermain was obligingly sent to the author, by major Braddyl of Conishead Priory.

3. The Saxons to subjection brought.—P. 353. Arthur is said to have defeated the Saxons in

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