Marmion. Вальтер Скотт

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      Response denied to magic spell.”-

      “Gramercy,” quoth our Monarch free,

      “Place him but front to front with me,

      And, by this good and honour’d brand,

      The gift of Coeur-de-Lion’s hand,                          415

      Soothly I swear, that, tide what tide,

      The demon shall a buffet bide.”-

      His bearing bold the wizard view’d,

      And thus, well pleased, his speech renew’d: -

      “There spoke the blood of Malcolm! – mark:                  420

      Forth pacing hence, at midnight dark,

      The rampart seek, whose circling crown

      Crests the ascent of yonder down:

      A southern entrance shalt thou find;

      There halt, and there thy bugle wind,                      425

      And trust thine elfin foe to see,

      In guise of thy worst enemy:

      Couch then thy lance, and spur thy steed-

      Upon him! and Saint George to speed!

      If he go down, thou soon shalt know                        430

      Whate’er these airy sprites can show: -