[183] Lied des James Monmouth

Es zieht sich eine blutige Spur
Durch unser Haus von Alters,
Meine Mutter war seine Buhle...

Young to the end through sympathy with youth,
Gray man of learning,—champion of truth!
Direct in rugged speech, alert in mind,
He felt his kinship with all humankind,
And never feared to trace development
Of high from low,—assured and full content
...

From “The Lady of the Lake,” Canto V.

                “I AM by promise tried
To match me with this man of pride:
Twice have I sought Clan-Alpine’s glen
In peace; but when I come again,
I come with banner, brand, and bow,
As leader seek this mortal...

From “The Lady of the Lake,” Canto VI.

        A FOOTSTEP struck her ear,
And Snowdoun’s graceful Knight was near.
She turned the hastier, lest again
The prisoner should renew his strain.
“O welcome, brave Fitz-James!” she said;
“How may an almost...

Popularly Known as “The Heathen Chinee”

WHICH I wish to remark—
  And my language is plain—
That for ways that are dark
  And for tricks that are vain,
The heathen Chinee is peculiar:
  Which the same I would rise to explain.

Ah Sin was...

Poet: Bret Harte

A great stone man rose like a tower on board,

   Stood at the helm and cleft the flood profound:

But the calm hero, leaning on his sword,

   Gazed back, and would not offer one look round.

Poet: