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"All freakishness of mind is checked;
He tamed, who foolishly aspires;
While to the measure of his might
Each fashions his desires.

"All kinds, and creatures, stand and fall By strength of prowess or of wit: "T is God's appointment who must sway, And who is to submit.

"Since, then, the rule of right is plain, And longest life is but a day;

To have my ends, maintain my rights, I'll take the shortest way."

And thus among these rocks he lived, Through summer heat and winter snow The Eagle, he was lord above,

And Rob was lord below.

So was it, would, at least, have been
But through untowardness of fate;
For Polity was then too strong,
He came an age too late;

--

Or shall we say an age too soon?
For, were the bold Man living now,
How might he flourish in his pride,
With buds on every bough!

Then rents and factors, rights of chase, Sheriffs, and lairds and their domains, Would all have seemed but paltry things, Not worth a moment's pains.

Rob Roy had never lingered here,
To these few meagre Vales confined;
But thought how wide the world, the times
How fairly to his mind!

And to his Sword he would have said,
"Do thou my sovereign will enact
From land to land through half the earth!
Judge thou of law and fact !

""Tis fit that we should do our part,
Becoming that mankind should learn

That we are not to be surpassed
In fatherly concern.

"Of old things all are over old,
Of good things none are good enough;
We'll show that we can help to frame
A world of other stuff.

"I, too, will have my kings, that take
From me the sign of life and death:
Kingdoms shall shift about, like clouds,
Obedient to my breath."

And if the word had been fulfilled,

As might have been, then, thought of joy! France would have had her present Boast, And we our own Rob Roy!

O, say not so compare them not; I would not wrong thee, Champion brave} thee nowhere; least of all

Would wrong

Here standing by thy grave.

For thou, although with some wild thoughts, Wild Chieftain of a savage Clan!

Hadst this to boast of: thou didst love

The liberty of man.

And had it been thy lot to live

With us who now behold the light,

Thou wouldst have nobly stirred thyself,
And battled for the Right.

For thou wert still the poor man's stay,
The poor man's heart, the poor man's hand;
And all the oppressed, who wanted strength,
Had thine at their command.

Bear witness many a pensive sigh
Of thoughtful Herdsman when he strays
Alone upon Loch Vool's heights,

And by Loch Lomond's braes.

And, far and near, through vale and hill,
Are faces that attest the same;

The proud heart flashing through the eyes,
At sound of ROB ROY's name.

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DEGENERATE Douglas! O the unworthy Lord!
Whom mere despite of heart could so far please,
And love of havoc, (for with such disease
Fame taxes him,) that he could send forth word
To level with the dust a noble horde,
A brotherhood of venerable Trees,
Leaving an ancient dome, and towers like these,
Beggared and outraged!- Many hearts deplored
The fate of those old Trees; and oft with pain
The traveller, at this day, will stop and gaze
On wrongs, which Nature scarcely seems to heed:
For sheltered places, bosoms, nooks, and bays,
And the pure mountains, and the gentle Tweed,
And the green, silent pastures, yet remain.

XIII.

YARROW UNVISITED.

See the various Poems the scene of which is laid upon the banks of the Yarrow; in particular, the exquisite Ballad of Hamilton beginning,

"Busk ye, busk ye, my bonny, bonny Bride,

Busk ye, busk ye, my winsome Marrow!"

FROM Stirling Castle we had seen
The mazy Forth unravelled;
Had trod the banks of Clyde and Tay,
And with the Tweed had travelled;
And when we came to Clovenford,
Then said my "winsome Marrow,"
"Whate'er betide, we 'll turn aside,
And see the braes of Yarrow."

"Let Yarrow folk, frae Selkirk town,
Who have been buying, selling,
Go back to Yarrow, 't is their own:
Each maiden to her dwelling!
On Yarrow's banks let herons feed,
Hares couch, and rabbits burrow!

But we will downward with the Tweed,
Nor turn aside to Yarrow.

"There's Galla Water, Leader Haughs, Both lying right before us;

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