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A Land of Romance - The Border: Its History and Legend Jean Lang

A Land of Romance - The Border: Its History and Legend

Jean Lang

Published March 1st 2007
ISBN : 9781406728125
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488 pages
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A LAND OF ROMANCE THE BORDER ITS HISTORY AND LEGEND BY JEAN LANG WITH SIX PLATES IN PHOTOGRAVURE FROM PAINTINGS BY TOM SCOTT, R. S. A. NEW YORK DODGE PUBLISHING COMPANY 214-220 EAST TWENTY-THIRD STREET CONTENTS CHAP. PAGE I. THE ROMANS ON THE BORDERMoreA LAND OF ROMANCE THE BORDER ITS HISTORY AND LEGEND BY JEAN LANG WITH SIX PLATES IN PHOTOGRAVURE FROM PAINTINGS BY TOM SCOTT, R. S. A. NEW YORK DODGE PUBLISHING COMPANY 214-220 EAST TWENTY-THIRD STREET CONTENTS CHAP. PAGE I. THE ROMANS ON THE BORDER .... 1 II. THE COMING OF ARTHUR ..... S3 III. THE SAINTS ON THE BORDER .... 52 IV. BORDER WIZARDS ...... 87 V. THE MONKS ....... 11 5 VI. THE WAR OF INDEPENDENCE . . .,141 VII. THE REIVERS ....... 1 76 VIII. MARY QUEEN OF SCOTS . . . .,223 IX. BORDER FEUDS ...... 264 X. BORDER BATTLES ...... 296 XI. THE COVENANTERS ...... 33O XII. PRINCE CHARLIE ON THE BORDER . . .391 XIII. SIR WALTERS DAY ...... 424 INDEX ....... 455 THREE crests against the saffron sky, Beyond the purple plain. The kind remembered melody Of Tweed once more again. Wan water from the Border hills, Dear voice from the old years, Thy distant music lulls and stills, And moves to quiet tears. Like a loved ghost thy fabled flood Fleets through the dusky land Where Scott, come home to die, has stood, My feet returning stand. A mist of memory broods and floats, The Border waters flow The air is full of ballad notes, Borne out of long ago. Old songs that sung themselves to me, Sweet through a boys day-dream, While trout below the blossomd tree Plashed in the golden stream. Twilight, and Tweed, and Eildon Hill, Fair and too fair you be You tell me that the voice is still That should have welcomed me. ANDREW LANG. LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS HARDEN, Frontispiece. PAGE OAKWOOD TOWER ....... 102 LONE ST. MARYS ....... 136 BOWDEN KIRK ....... 212 HOME CASTLE ....... 268 IN THE DOWIE DENS OF YARROW . . .346 CHAPTER I THE ROMANS ON THE BORDER Mithras, God of the Morning, our trumpets waken, theWall e Rome is above the Nations, hut Thou art over all Now as the names are answered, and the guards are marched away, Mithras, also a soldier, give us strength for the day 1 Mithras, God of the Midnight, here where the great bull dies. Look on Thy children in darkness. Oh take our sacrifice 1 Many roads Thou hast fashioned all of them lead to the Light, Mithras, also a soldier, teach us to die aright RUDYARD KIPLING. FROM sea to sea the line of hills stretches, a jagged ridge, with here and there a peak towering above his fellows. Round-shouldered foothills, green in summer, in winter bleak and brown, are huddled beneath a range that is almost mountainous. Here and there, where volcanic forces rent them asunder, are hills parted by river and valley from the parent range, landmarks for the dwellers in the low lands, sentinels who watch unmoved the passing of the ages, the birth and death of the peoples who have made history. The Lowlands of Scotland 9 is the name by which the hilly land is known. But the lands stand high 2 A LAND OF ROMANCE above the seas that lie to east and west of them, and in that Debateable Land through which the Tweed and the Tyne, the Teviot and the Eden, the Ettrick and the Yarrow flow seawards, one finds the same spirit that liyeg in the Highlands of the north and in the dwellers of the Swiss cantons. There is t. the same passionate love of country, the same heart breaking Heimweh when c The Border is far away the same Sehnsucht and aching longing for the sights and the sounds of the hills and the rivers and the speech of the country whose children they are, 6 It may be pertinacity, but to my eye these grey hills, and all this wild Border country have beautypeculiar to themselves and if I did not see the heather at least once a year, I think I should die So said Sir Walter Scott to Washington Irving. 6 What a glorious country this is said Dr. Norman MacLeod to a shepherd in Canada. Ay, 5 said the man, it s a vera guid country 4 Such majestic rivers c Ou, ay was all the reply. 6 And such grand forests 4 Ay but there are nae Unties in the woods, an nae braes like Yarrow...