The poetical works of Sir Walter Scott, with memoir of the author.

112 THE LAY OF [CANTO III.
Till high Dunedin the blazes saw,
From Soltra and Dumpender Law;
And Lothian heard the Regent's order,
That all should bowne 1 them for the Border.
XXX.
The livelong night in Branksome rang
The ceaseless sound of steel;
The castle-bell, with backward clang,
Sent forth the larum peal;
Was frequent heard the heavy jar,
Where massy stone and iron bar
Were piled on echoing keep and tower,
To whelm the foe with deadly shower;
Was frequent heard the changing guard,
And watchword from the sleepless ward;
While, wearied by the endless din,
Bloodhound and ban-dog yell'd within.
XXI.
The noble Dame, amid the broil,
Shared the gray Seneschal's high toil,
And spoke of danger with a smile;
Cheer'd the young knights, and council sage
had laid an inner and outer coat of unbaked clay, etched with
some very rude ornaments; his skill apparently being inadequate to baking the vase, when completely finished. The
contents were bones and ashes, and a quantity of beads
made of coal. This seems to have been a barbarous imitation of the Roman fashion of sepulture.
1 Bowure, make ready.