Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1873-09-13
DRYBURGH ABBEY.

Twas morn--but not the ray which falls
the evening bough among,
When beauty walks in gladnessforth, with
all her light and song;
Twas morn-eut mist and cloud hung
deep upon the lonely vale.
And shadows, like the wings ofdeath, were
out upon the gale.
For he, whose spirit woke the dust of ma
tions into life.
That DER the waste and barren earth spread
flowers and fruitage rife,
Whose genius, like the sun. iilumed the
weighfy realms of mind,
Had fed forever from the fame, love,
friendship OF mankind
To wear wreath, in glory wrought, his
spirit swept afar,
Beyond the soaring wings OF thought, the
light of moon or star,
To drink immortal waters, free from every
faint of earth
To breathe before the shrine of life, the
source whence words had blrth7
There was wailIng on the early breeze, and
dark ess in the sky,
When with noble plume, and cloak, ana
pail a funeral train swept byi
Methought-St- Mary shield us well that
other forms moved there
Than those of mortal brotherhood; the
noble. young and fair.
Was it q dream methought the dauntless
Harold passed me by,
Proud flIZ-JameS. Will lndTlt1A cltP
and dark intrepid eye;
That {" Marrnion's" naughty crest was
there, monrner for his sake,
And she. the bold, the beautiful, sweet
Lady OF the Lake"
The minstrel A" whose +" lastlay" was DER
whose broken harp lay low,
md with him glorious "Wayerly," with
glance and step OF woe;
And Stuart S" voice was there. as when
midst fafe's disastrous war,
He led the wild, ambitious, proud, and
brave "Vieh Ian Nohr."
Next maryeling Mt his sable suit, the "Dom
inie y stalked past
With 3" Bertram," {" JULIA" by his side,
whose tears were flowing fast,
Guy Mannering," too moved there, DER
powered by that affecting sight
And" Merriies," as when she wept on FL
lengowan's" height.
Solemn and grave sMonkbarns' approach
ed, amidst that burial line,
And Ochiltree" lent DER his staff, and
mourned for Aud Land Syne"
Slow marched the gallant Mcintyre,
willis" Lovei" unused alone,
For ONCE "Miss Wardoux's" image left,
that bosom's faithful throne.
With coronach, and arms reversed, forth
came " MacGregor's" elan,
"Red Douglas" cry pealed shrill and wilds
Rob Roy's" bold brow looked wan;
The fair Diana" kissed her cross, and
blessed its sainted ray,
And, Wac is me-" the " Bai.ie y sighed,
that should see this day.
Next rode in melancholy guise, with SOM
bre vest and scarf,
"Sir Edward, Laird OF Ellislaw," the far
renowned, Black Dwarf"
Upon his left, in bonnet blue, and white
locks flowing free.
The pious sculptor of the grave,-stood
"Old Mortality"
"Balfour of Burley," "Claverhouse," the
Lord of Evondale,"
And stately" Lady Margaret" whose woe
might naught avail!
Fierce Boutwell," on his charger black"
as from the conflict won,
And pale " Habakuk Mueklewrath," who
cried, Gods will be done.
And like a rose, a young white rose. that
blooms midst widest scenes,
Passed she-the modest. eloquent, and viz
tuous "Jeanie Deans"
And Dumbledikes." that silent Laird,
with love too deep 10 smile,
And Effie," with her noble friend, the
good Duke of Argyle"
With lofty brow and bearing high, dark
Ravenswood " advanced,
Who on the false " Lord Keepers" mein,
with eye indignant glanced;
Whilst graceful as a lovely fawn, meath
covert close and sure,
Approached the beauty of all hearts-the
bride OF Lamermuor,
Then Annot Lyle" the fairy queen of
light andsong stepped near,
The " Knight of Ardenvohr" and he the
gifted, Hieland Seer"
"Dalgetty," Duncan" Lord Mentieth,"
and Ranald, "met my view,
The happy "Children of The MIST" and
bold" Which-Connel Dhu."
On swept " Bots GuiIbert," "Front-de-
Beuf," De Bracy's plume of woe,
And C9ur de Icons" crest shone near
the valiant Ivanh9e;"
While soft as glides a summer cloud,
"Rowena" closer drew,
With beautiful Rebecca," peerless daugh-
ter OF the Jew!
Still onward, like the gathering night, ad-
vanced that funeral train.
Like pillows, when the tempest sweeps,
across the shadowy main;
Whe'er the eager gaze might reach, in no.
BILE ranks were seen.
Dark plume and glittering mail, and crest
and woman's beauteous mien!
A sound thrilled through that lengthening
host, methought the vault was closed,
When in his glory and renown, fairScotia's
bard reposed:
A sound thrilled through that lengthening
host, and forth my vision fled;
But ali THAT mournful dream proved true
the immortal Scott was dead!