EDINBURGH AFTER FLODDEN. All last night we watched the beacons Each one bearing, as it kindled, All night long the northern streamers. News of battle! who hath brought it? Man-is this a time to wait?" Bursts from out the bending crowd. For they see in battered harness In his weak and drooping hand- Round him rush the people, crying, 371 372 EDINBURGH AFTER FLODDEN. Chides his weary steed, and onward "By the God that made thee, Randolph ! Tell us what mischance hath come." Then he lifts his riven banner, And the asker's voice is dumb. The elders of the city Have met within their hall The men whom good King James had charged "Your hearts are stout and true; So bide ye in the Maiden town, "Or, if it be the will of Heaven Then man the walls like burghers stout, The roof should thunder down, Then in came Randolph Murray,- THE THE KNIGHT'S TOAST. THE KNIGHT'S TOAST. HE feast is o'er! Now, brimming wine And silence fills the crowded hall, Then up arose the noble host, Then to his feet each gallant sprung, And every cup was raised on high, 375 |