That aids thee now to guard thy land.”
XIV.
Dark lightning flash’d from Roderick’s eye—
“Soars thy presumption, then, so high,
Because a wretched kern ye slew,
Homage to name to Roderick Dhu?
He yields not, he, to man nor Fate!
Thou add’st but fuel to my hate:—
My clansman’s blood demands revenge.