The Castles and Keeps of Scotland: Being a Description of Sundry Fortresses, Towers, Peels, and Other Houses of Strength Built by the Princes and Barons of Old Time in the Highlands, Islands, Inlands, and Borders of the Ancient and Godfearing Kingdom of Scotland

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L.C. Page, 1907 - 411 pages
Description of fortresses, towers, peels, and houses of strength built in the highlands, islands and borders of ancient Scotland.
 

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Page 270 - O'er Roslin all that dreary night, A wondrous blaze was seen to gleam ; 'Twas broader than the watch-fire's light, And redder than the bright moonbeam. " It glared on Roslin's castled rock, It ruddied all the copsewood glen ; 'Twas seen from Dryden's groves of oak, And seen from cavem'd Hawthornden. " Seem'd all on fire that chapel proud, Where Roslin's chiefs uncoffin'd lie; Each baron, for a sable shroud, Sheathed in his iron panoply.
Page 185 - Of all the palaces so fair, Built for the royal dwelling In Scotland, far beyond compare Linlithgow is excelling; And in its park, in jovial June, How sweet the merry linnet's tune, How blithe the blackbird's lay! The wild buck bells from ferny brake, The coot dives merry on the lake, The saddest heart might pleasure take To see all nature gay.
Page 262 - Marmion's rank. That Castle rises on the steep Of the green vale of Tyne : And far beneath, where slow they creep From pool to eddy, dark and deep, Where alders moist and willows weep, You hear her streams repine. The towers in different ages rose ; Their various architecture shows The builders' various hands ; A mighty mass,-that could oppose, When deadliest hatred fired its foes, The vengeful Douglas bands.
Page 350 - He passed where Newark's stately tower Looks out from Yarrow's birchen bower: The Minstrel gazed with wishful eye— No humbler resting-place was nigh. With hesitating step, at last, The embattled...
Page 350 - Duchess marked his weary pace, His timid mien and reverend face, And bade her page the menials tell, That they should tend the old man well : For she had known adversity, Though born in such a high degree ; In pride of power, in beauty's bloom, Had wept o'er Monmouth's bloody tomb...
Page 347 - Ten squires, ten yeomen, mail-clad men, Waited the beck of the warders ten ; Thirty steeds, both fleet and wight, Stood saddled in stable day and night, Barbed with frontlet of steel, I trow, And with Jedwood-axe at saddle-bow ; A hundred more fed free in stall : Such was the custom of Branksome Hall.
Page 315 - Tantallon vast ; Broad, massive, high, and stretching far, And held impregnable in war. On a projecting rock they rose, And round three sides the ocean flows, The fourth did battled walls enclose And double mound and fosse.
Page 271 - And glimmer'd all the dead men's mail. Blazed battlement and pinnet high, Blazed every rose-carved buttress fair — So still they blaze, when fate is nigh The lordly line of high St Clair.
Page 347 - Ten of them were sheathed in steel, With belted sword, and spur on heel : They quitted not their harness bright, Neither by day, nor yet by night...
Page 271 - Clair. There are twenty of Roslin's barons bold Lie buried within that proud chapelle; Each one the holy vault doth hold— But the sea holds lovely Rosabelle.

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