...there ?" — They fly, or, maddened by despair, Fight but to die. — " Is Wilton there T — With that, straight up the hill there rode Two horsemen...horses feet, With dinted shield, and helmet beat, The falcon-crest and plumage gone, Can that be haughty Marmion !.... Young Blount his armour did unlace,...

...the relief of their lord ; and Clara is left alone on the hill a prey to terrour and anxiety. " With that, straight up the hill there rode Two horsemen...horses' feet, With dinted shield, and helmet beat, The falcon-crest and plumage gone, Can that be haughty Marmio'n ? ... Young Blount his armour did unlace,...

...the relief of their lord ; and Clara is left alone on the hill a prey to terrour and wxiety. " With that, straight up the hill there rode Two horsemen...horses* feet, With dinted shield, and helmet beat, The falcon-crest and plumage gone, Can that be haughty Marmion ? . . . Young Hlount his armour did unlace,...

...Wilton there ?"— They fly, or, maddened by despair, Fight but to die — " Is Wilton there ?" — With that, straight up the hill there rode Two horsemen...drenched with gore, And in their arms, a helpless load, VOL. II. . N A wounded knight they bore. His hand still strained the broken brand ; His arms were smeared...

...Wilton there ?"They fly, or, maddened by despair, Fight but to die. — " Is Wilton there ?"— With that, straight up the hill there rode Two horsemen...horses feet, With dinted shield, and helmet beat, The falcon-crest and plumage gone, Can that be haughty Marmion ! . . Young Blount his armour did unlace,...

...to die. — " Is Wilton there ?"— With that, straight up the hill there rode Two horsemen drench'd with gore, And in their arms, a helpless load, A wounded...brand ; His arms were smeared with blood and sand, cc Dragged from among the horses' feet, With dinted shield, and helmet beat, The falcon -crest and...

...Wilton there ?" They fly, or, maddened hy despair, Fight hut to die. — " Is Wilton there ?,' — With that, straight up the hill there rode Two horsemen...their arms, a helpless load, A wounded knight they hore. His hand still strained the hroken hrand ; His arms were smeared with hlood, and sand. Dragged...

...bore. His hand still strain'd the broken brand; His arms were smear'd with blood and sand: Dragg'd from among the horses' feet, With dinted shield, and helmet beat, The falcon-crest and plumage gone, Can that be haughty Marmion ! . . Young Blount his armour did unlace,...

...bore. His hand still strain'd the broken brand ; His arms were smear'd with blood and sand : Dragg'd from among the horses feet, With dinted shield, and helmet beat, The falcon-crest and plumage gone, Can that be haughty Marmion ! . . Young Blount his armour did unlace,...

...bore. His hand still strain'd the broken brand ; His arms were smear'd with blood and sand : Dragg'd from among the horses feet, With dinted shield, and helmet beat, The falcon-crest and plumage gone, Can that be haughty Marmion ! . . Young Blount his armour did unlace,...