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The Lady of the Lake By Walter Scott Characters: 1273

Updated: 2017-12-01 00:03

"Have, then, thy wish!" He whistled shrill,

And he was answered from the hill;

Wild as the scream of the curlew,note

From crag to crag the signal flew.

200 Instant, through copse and heath, arose

Bonnets and spears and bended bows;

On right, on left, above, below,

Sprung up at once the lurking foe;

From shingles gray their lances start,

205 The bracken bush sends forth the dart,

The rushes and the willow-wand

Are bristling into ax and brand,

And every tuft of broom gives life

To plaided warrior armed for strife.

210 That whistle garrisoned the glen

At once with full five hundred men,

As if the yawning hill to heaven

A subterranean host had given.

Watching their leader's beck and will,

215 All silent there they stood, and still.

Like the loose crags whose threatening mass

Lay tottering o'er the hollow pass,

As if an infant's touch could urge

Their headlong passage down the verge,

220 With step and weapon forward flung,

Upon the mountain-side they hung.

The Mountaineer cast glance of pride

Along Benledi's living side,

Then fixed his eye and sable brow

225 Full on Fitz-James-"How say'st thou now?

These are Clan-Alpine's warriors true;

And, Saxon-I am Roderick Dhu!"

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