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The Lady of the Lake By Walter Scott Characters: 1078

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Now, clear the ring! for, hand to hand,

The manly wrestlers take their stand.

Two o'er the rest superior rose,

635 And proud demanded mightier foes,

Nor called in vain; for Douglas came.

-For life is Hugh of Larbert lame;

Scarce better John of Alloa's fare,

Whom senseless home his comrades bear.

640 Prize of the wrestling match, the King

To Douglas gave a golden ring,

While coldly glanced his eye of blue,

As frozen drop of wintry dew.

Douglas would speak, but in his breast

645 His struggling sou

l his words suppressed;

Indignant then he turned him where

Their arms the brawny yeomen bare.

To hurl the massive bar in air.

When each his utmost strength had shown,

650 The Douglas rent an earth-fast stone

From its deep bed, then heaved it high,

And sent the fragment through the sky,

A rood beyond the farthest mark;

And still in Stirling's royal park,

655 The gray-haired sires, who know the past,

To strangers point the Douglas-cast,

And moralize on the decay

Of Scottish strength in modern day.

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