He dreamt, from his wheel an assassin had stepp'd, "Strike! strike!" cried the fiend, "or your wounds bleed anew!" He struck-it was Mary-Ann's life-blood he drewWith a shriek he awoke, nor his woes were they o'er; He beheld his pale love, to behold her no more!— eyes the poor maiden on Leopold cast, Her Gave him one look of love, 'twas her fondest, her last! The Little Grey Man now he set up a yell, As in each other's arms dead the fond lovers fell, Of Mary-Ann's sorrows, and Leopold's woes, Of the heath and its horrors, the traveller tell; Who shall prick on his steed with what swiftness he can, Lest he meet in the twilight the Little Grey Man. On the Feast of St. Austin, to Sombermond's fair And there, on the richly-wrought arms, they view No. XX. GLENFINLAS, OR LORD RONALD'S CORONACH.* "For them the viewless forms of air obey, They know what spirit brews the stormful day, "And heartless oft, like moody madness, stare "To see the phantom train their secret work prepare." Glenfinlas is a tract of forest ground lying in the Highlands of Perthshire, not far from Callender, in Menteith. To the west of the forest of Glenfinlas lies Loch Katrine, and its romantic avenue, called the Troshachs. Benledi, Benmore, and Benvoirlich, are mountains in the same district, and at no great distance from Glenfinlas. The river Teith passes Callender and the castle of Doune, and joins the Forth near Stirling. The Pass of Lenny is immediately above Callender, and is the principal access to the Highlands, from that town. Glenartney is a forest near Benvoirlich. The whole forms a sublime tract of Alpine scenery. O HONE a rie! O hone a rie! The pride of Albin's line is o'er, We ne'er shall see Lord Ronald more! * Coronach is the lamentation for a deceased warrior, sung by the aged of the clan. O hone a rie signifies-" Alas for the prince or chief." sprung from great Macgilliannore, The chief that never fear'd a foe, How matchless was thy broad claymore, Well can the Saxon* widows tell How, on the Teith's resounding shore, The boldest Lowland warriors fell, But in his halls, on festal day, How blazed Lord Ronald's beltane + tree; Cheer'd by the strength of Ronald's shell, O ne'er to see Lord Ronald more! The term Sassenach, or Saxon, is applied by the Highlanders to their Low-country neighbours. ↑ Beltane-tree; the fires lighted by the Highlanders on the first of May, in compliance with a custom derived from the Pagan times, are so called. It is festival celebrated with various superstitious rites, both in the north of Scotland and in Wales. From distant isles a chieftain came, 'Twas Moy; whom in Columba's isle He waked his harp's harmonious sound. Full many a spell to him was known, Which wandering spirits shrink to hear, And many a lay of potent tone Was never meant for mortal ear. For there, 'tis said, in mystic mood High converse with the dead they hold, And oft espy the fated shroud That shall the future corpse infold. * Seer's spirit. I can only describe the second sight, by adopting Dr. Johnson's definition, who calls it "An impression either by the mind upon the eye, or by the eye upon the mind, by which things distant and future are perceived and seen as if they were present." To which I would only add, that the spectral appearances thus presented usually presage misfortune; that the faculty is painful to those who suppose they possess it; and that they usually acquire it while themselves under the pressure of melancholy. |