He seems, who in the field or chase
A baron’s train would nobly grace.”—
“Out, out, De Vaux! can fear supply,
And jealousy, no sharper eye?
Afar, ere to the hill he drew,
That stately form and step I knew;
Like form in Scotland is not seen,
Treads not such step on Scottish green.
’Tis James of Douglas, by St. Serle!
The uncle of the banish’d Earl.