’It was guarded well and long
      By your brothers and your children,
        By the valiant and the strong. 
      One by one they fell around it,
        As the archers laid them low,
      Grimly dying, still unconquered,
        With their faces to the foe.’

line 1059.  Lockhart here gives an extract from Jeffrey:—­’The powerful poetry of these passages can receive no illustration from any praise or observations of ours.  It is superior, in our apprehension, to all that this author has hitherto produced; and, with a few faults of diction, equal to any thing that has ever been written upon similar subjects.  From the moment the author gets in sight of FIodden Field, indeed, to the end of the poem, there is no tame writing, and no intervention of ordinary passages.  He does not once flag or grow tedious; and neither stops to describe dresses and ceremonies, nor to commemorate the harsh names of feudal barons from the Border.  There is a flight of five or six hundred lines, in short, in which he never stoops his wing, nor wavers in his course; but carries the reader forward with a more rapid, sustained, and lofty movement, than any epic bard that we can at present remember.’

Stanza XXXV. 1. 1067.  Lockhart quotes from Byron’s ‘Lara’ as a parallel,—­

     ’Day glimmers on the dying and the dead,
      The cloven cuirass, and the helmless head,’ &c.

line 1084.  ’There can be no doubt that King James fell in the battle of Flodden.  He was killed, says the curious French Gazette, within a lance’s length of the Earl of Surrey; and the same account adds, that none of his division were made prisoners, though many were killed; a circumstance that testifies the desperation of their resistance.  The Scottish historians record many of the idle reports which passed among the vulgar of their day.  Home was accused, by the popular voice, not only of failing to support the King, but even of having carried him out of the field, and murdered him.  And this tale was revived in my remembrance, by an unauthenticated story of a skeleton, wrapped in a bull’s hide, and surrounded with an iron chain, said to have been found in the well of Home Castle, for which, on enquiry, I could never find any better authority than the sexton of the parish having said, that, if the well were cleaned out, he would not be surprised at such A discovery.  Home was the chamberlain of the King, and his prime favourite; he had much to lose (in fact did lose all) in consequence of James’s death, and nothing earthly to gain by that event:  but the retreat, or inactivity, of the left wing, which he commanded, after defeating Sir Edmund Howard, and even the circumstance of his returning unhurt, and loaded with spoil, from so fatal a conflict, rendered the propagation of any calumny against him easy and acceptable.  Other reports gave a still more romantic