Scott's Lady of the Lake

by Walter Scott

Sings us the lake’s wild lullaby.”

With that he shook the gather’d heath,

And spread his plaid upon the wreath;

And the brave foemen, side by side,

Lay peaceful down, like brothers tried,

And slept until the dawning beam

Purpled the mountain and the stream.

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[ CANTO FIFTH.]

THE COMBAT.