That brought this happy chance to speed.[361]
Yes, Ellen, when disguised I stray
In life’s more low but happier way,
’Tis under name which veils my power;
Nor falsely veils—for Stirling’s tower
Of yore the name of Snowdoun claims,
And Normans call me James Fitz-James.
Thus watch I o’er insulted laws,
Thus learn to right the injured cause.”—
Then, in a tone apart and low,—