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TO THE AUTHOR OF MARMION.
I
Oh! sure when stretched on grassy knoll,'Mid Ettrick's haunted scenery,
Watching the vassal runnells roll,
To where the restless summer beam,
On well sung Tweed's baronial stream,
Held gay and flickering revelry;
II
Some gentle faëry resting nigh,Beneath her gowan canopy,
Heard the entranced truant sigh
For deeds of bold and earnest toil,
The borderer's joy of speed and spoil,
And pomp of knightly panoply.
III
Well pleased a child so rare to find—So meet for noble chivalry;
A spell of elfin art combin'd
That gave thee all thy soul desired,
Whatever chief or champion fired
In bless'd and blessing poësy.
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