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

CANTO I.] THE LAST MINSTREL. 53
XIV.
From the sound of Teviot's tide,
Chafing with the mountain's side,
From the groan of the wind-swung oak,
From the sullen echo of the rock,
From the voice of the coming storm,
The Ladye knew it well!
It was the Spirit of the Flood that spoke,
And he call'd on the Spirit of the Fell.
XV.
RIVER SPIRIT.
"Sleep'st thou, brother? "MOUNTAIN SPIRIT.
-" Brother, nayOn my hills the moon-beams play.
From Craik-cross to Skelfhill-pen,
By every rill, in every glen,
Merry elves their morris pacing,
To airial minstrelsy,
Emerald rings on brown heath tracing,
Trip it deft and merrily.
Up, and mark their nimble feet!
Up, and list their music sweet!"
XVI.
RIVER SPIRIT.
"Tears of an imprison'd maiden
Mix with my polluted stream;
Margaret of Branksome, sorrow-laden,