The poetical works of Sir Walter Scott ... Notes & life of the author.

"With btrnish'd brand and musketoo4
So gallantly you come,
I read you for a bold Dragoon,
That- lists the tuck of drum.'""I list no more the tuck of drum,
No more the trumpet hear;
But when the beetle sounds his hum,
My comrades take the spear.
C/unms.
"And, 01 though Brignall banks be fair,
And Greta woods be gay,
Yet mickle must the maiden dare,
Would reign my Queen of MaylI
XVIIL
"Maident a nameless life I lead,
A nameless, death I'll die;
The fiend, whose.lantern lights the mea&,
Were better lmate than II
And when I'm with my comrades met.
Beneath the greenwood bough,
What once we were we all forget,
Nor think what we are now.
Chorum.
Yet Brignall banks are fresh and fair,
And Greta woods are green,
And you may gather garlands there
Would grace a summer queen."
When Edmund ceased his simple song,
Was silence on the sullen throng,
Till wak'd some ruder mate their glee
With note of coarser minstrelsy.
But, far apart, in dark divan,
Denzil and Bertram many a.plan,
Of import foul and fierce, design'd.
While still on Bertram's grasping mind
The wealth of murder'd Mortham hung;,
Though half he fear'd his daring tongue.
When it should give his wishes birth,
Might raise a spectre from the earthl
XIX.
At length his wondrous tale he told:
When, scornful, smil'd his comrade bold;