Thou canst our strength and passes show.—
Malise, what ho!”—his henchman[160] came;
“Give our safe-conduct[161] to the Græme.”
Young Malcolm answer’d, calm and bold,
“Fear nothing for thy favorite hold;
The spot an angel deigned to grace
Is bless’d, though robbers haunt the place.
Thy churlish courtesy for those
Reserve, who fear to be thy foes.
As safe to me the mountain way