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VII.Old Holy-Rood rung merrily,That night, with wassell, mirth, and glee:King James within her princely bowerFeasted the Chiefs of Scotland's power,175Summon'd to spend the parting hour;For he had charged, that his arrayShould southward march by break of day.Well loved that splendid monarch aye The banquet and the song,180By day the tourney, and by nightThe merry dance, traced fast and light,The maskers quaint, the pageant bright, The revel loud and long.This feast outshone his banquets past;185It was his blithest,—and his last.The dazzling lamps, from gallery gay,Cast on the Court a dancing ray;Here to the harp did minstrels sing;There ladies touched a softer string;190With long-ear'd cap, and motley vest,The licensed fool retail'd his jest;His magic tricks the juggler plied;At dice and draughts the gallants vied;While some, in close recess apart,195Courted the ladies of their heart, Nor courted them in vain;For often, in the parting hour,Victorious Love asserts his power O'er coldness and disdain;200And flinty is her heart, can viewTo battle march a lover true—Can hear, perchance, his last adieu, Nor own her share of pain.
VIII.Through this mix'd crowd of glee and game,205The King to greet Lord Marmion came,