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6 Anna. The moments of deliberation pass,
Old Norv. If I, amidst astonishment and fear,
Lad-Rand. With thee dissimulation now were vain.
Old Norv. Sir Malcolm of our barons was the flower;
Lady Rand. His race shall yet reward thee; and For what his age neglected. · On thy faith (make up Depends the fate of thy lov'd master's house. Rememb’rest thou a little lonely hut, That like a holy hermitage appears Among the clifts of Carron?
Old Noro. I remember The cottage of the clifts.
Lady Rand. 'Tis that I mean: There dwells a man of venerable age,
Who in my father's service spent his youth :
Old Norv. Fear not that I shall mar so fair an harrest,
[Lady R. goes towards the servants. Lady Rand. This man is not th'assassin you suspected, Tho' chance combin'd some likelihoods against him. He is the faithful bearer of the jewels To their right owner, whom in his haste he seeks. 'Tis meet that you should put him on his way, Since your mistaken zeal hath dragg’d him hither.
[Exeunt Old Norval and Servants. My faithfui Anna! dost thou share my joy? I know thou dost. Unparallelld event! Reaching from heaven to earth, Jehovah's arm Snatch'd from the waves, and brings to me my son! Judge of the widow, and the orphan's father! * Accept a widow's and a mother's thanks For such a gift! What does my Anna think Of the young eaglet of a valiant nest? How soon he gaz’d on bright and burning arms, Left the low station where his lot had thrown him, And tower'd up to the region of his sire!
# " He is a father to the fatherless, and defendeth the cause of the • widows: even God in his holy habitation.” Psalm LXVIII 5.Bee p. 304. Note,
Anna. How fondly did your eyes devour the boy!
Lady Rand. Yeť not enough was there to form a
Anna. With wary caution you' must bear yourself , In public, lest your tenderness break forth, And in observers stir conjectures strange.
For, if a cherub in the shape of woman 6 Should walk this world, yet defamation would,
Like a vile cur, bark at the angel's train— To-day the baron started at your tears.
Lady Rand. He did so, Anna! well thy mistress If the least circumstance, mote of offence, [knows, Should touch the baron's eye, * his sight would be With jealousy disorder'đ. But the more It does behove me instant to declare. The birth of Douglas, and assert his rights. This night I purpose with my son to meet, Reveal the secret and consult with him : For wise he is, or my fond judgment errs. As he does now, so look'd his noble father, Array'd in nature's ease: his mien, his speech, Were sweetly simple, and full oft deceiv'd Those trivial mortals who seem always wise. But, when the matter match'd his mighty mind, Uprose the Hero: on his piercing eye Sat Observation; on each glance of thought Decision follow'd,+ as the thunder-bolt Pursues the flash.
*". A mote it is to trouble the mind's eye." Hamlet, A. I. S. 1. + There is a passage in Archbishop Newcome's Observativns on
Anna. That demon haunts you still: .
Lady Rand. Now I shun him not.
Enter GLEN ALVON.
Amazing Bass looks o’er a fertile land.
• Lady Rand. Then must this western army march to « The warlike troops that guard Edena's tow'rs. [join
• Glen. Beyond all question. If impairing time
Our Loril's Conduct, on decision of judgment, so excellent, that I eannot forego ihis opportunity of presenting it to the reader:
" I shall end the remarks under this head with the words of a "*most eminent author, though I think that, through haste of writing, “ too weak an expression has escaped him.
666 There is scarce any thing which proves both wisdom and right. “ ness of mind more fully, than proper behaviour on sudden occa.
sious, and proper aoswers to unforeseen questions : for what a “ man shews himself to be at such times, we have in general great " cause to believe he really is. Now to this trial our Saviour, living “ a public life, in the midst of persons taking all advantages to in. " snare him, was perpetually exposed; and bis character never suf. " fered by it.' It was indeed exalted by every such occasion of " shewing, his wisdom and sedateness ; inson uch that bis enemies " were ashamed, amazed, and silenced: nay, even paid him the *c unwilling tribute of public approbation.” 21. Ed. S. vill. p. 13:.
* " Secker's Sermons, Vol. iv. p. 206, Engl, ed.” .
6 Which lies to westward of that mighty rock,
Lady Rand. How many mothers shall bewail their
Glen. Oft has the unconquer'd Caledonian sword
Lady Rand. I scorn thee not, but when I ought to
Glen. One instant stay, and hear an alter'd man.