Chapter 139 No.139

"Brave Gael, my pass, in danger tried,

Hangs in my belt, and by my side;

Yet, sooth to tell," the Saxon said,

65 "I dreamt not now to claim its aid.

When here, but three days since, I came,

Bewildered in pursuit of game,

All seemed as peaceful and as still

As the mist slumbering on yon hill;

70 Thy dangerous Chief was then a