"Never mind whom," answered Gurth, who had now got his herd before him, and, with the aid of Fangs, was driving them down one of the long dim vistas which we have endeavored to describe. "Nay, but I must see the riders," answered Wamba. "Perhaps they are come from fairy-land with a message from King Oberon." "A murrain take thee!" rejoined the swineherd. "Wilt thou talk of such things while a terrible storm of thunder and lightning is raging within a few miles of us? Hark, how the thunder rumbles! and for summer rain, I never saw such broad downright flat drops fall out of the clouds. The oaks, too, notwithstanding the calm weather, sob and creak with their great boughs, as if announcing a tempest. Thou canst play the rational if thou wilt: credit me for once, and let us home ere the storm begins to rage, for the night will be fearful." Wamba seemed to feel the force of this appeal, and accompanied his companion, who began his journey after catching up a long quarter-staff which lay upon the grass beside him. This second Eumæus strode hastily down the forest glade, driving before him, with the assistance of Fangs, the whole herd of his inharmonious charge. THE shades of eve come slowly down, He climbs the crag and threads the brake; But every breeze that swept the wold Famished and chilled, through ways unknown, II. Beside its embers, red and clear, The gale has chilled my limbs with frost." "Thou darest not call thyself a foe?”. "I dare! to him and all the band No." He brings to aid his murderous hand."- And let me but till morning rest, I write the falsehood on their crest." "If by the blaze I mark aright, Thou bear'st the belt and spur of knight." III. He gave him of his Highland cheer, And bade the Saxon share his plaid. Yet more A mighty augury is laid. It rests with me to wind my horn It rests with me, here, brand to brand, To assail a wearied man were shame, Myself will guide thee on the way, O'er stock and stone, through watch and ward, Till past Clan-Alpine's outmost guard, As far as Coilantogle's ford. From thence thy warrant is thy sword." "I take thy courtesy, by Heaven, As freely as 'tis nobly given!"— "Well, rest thee; for the bittern's cry shin'gles (shing'glz), loose gravel. sooth, truth. falcon (faw'kn), a kind of trained sheen, bright, glittering. hawk. Gael (gal), a Scotch Highlander. heath'er (heth'er), an evergreen shrub found in the Highlands. wild'er-ing, bewildering. wreck'ful, ruinous, destructive. I. FAIR as the earliest beam of eastern light, And silvers o'er the torrent's foaming tide, Shine martial Faith, and Courtesy's bright star, Through all the wreckful storms that cloud the brow of War. |