Lo, yonder doth Earl Douglas come,
His men in armour bright;
Full twenty hundred Scottish spears,
All marching in our sight.
All men of pleasant Tividale,
Fast by the river Tweed, &c.
The country of the Scotch warrior, described in these two last verses,
has a fine romantic situation, and affords a couple of smooth words for
verse. If the reader compares the foregoing six lines of the song with
the following Latin verses, he will see how much they are written in the
spirit of Virgil:
_Adversi campo apparent_: _hastasque reductis_
_Protendunt longe dextris_, _et spicula vibrant_:--
_Quique altum Praeneste viri_, _quique arva Gabinae_
_Junonis_, _gelidumque Anienem_, _et roscida rivis_
_Hernica saxa colunt_:--_qui rosea rura Velini_;
_Qui Tetricae horrentes rupes_, _montemq ue Severum_,
_Casperiamque colunt_, _porulosque et flumen Himellae_:
_Qui Tyberim Fabarimque bibunt_.
_AEn._ xi. 605, vii. 682, 712.
Advancing in a line they couch their spears--
--Praeneste sends a chosen band,
With those who plough Saturnia's Gabine land:
Besides the succours which cold Anien yields:
The rocks of Hernicus--besides a band
That followed from Velinum's dewy land--
And mountaineers that from Severus came:
And from the craggy cliffs of Tetrica;
And those where yellow Tiber takes his way,
And where Himella's wanton waters play:
Casperia sends her arms, with those that lie
By Fabaris, and fruitful Foruli.