Page:Lyra heroica.djvu/142

118 Wide raged the battle on the plain; Spears shook, and falchions flashed amain; Fell England's arrow-flight like rain; Crests rose, and stooped, and rose again,
 * Wild and disorderly.

Amid the scene of tumult, high They saw Lord Marmion's falcon fly: And stainless Tunstall's banner white And Edmund Howard's lion bright Still bear them bravely in the fight:
 * Although against them come

Of gallant Gordons many a one, And many a stubborn Badenoch-man, And many a rugged Border clan,
 * With Huntly and with Home.

Far on the left, unseen the while, Stanley broke Lennox and Argyle; Though there the western mountaineer Rushed with bare bosom on the spear, And flung the feeble targe aside, And with both hands the broadsword plied. 'Twas vain: but Fortune, on the right, With fickle smile cheered Scotland's fight. Then fell that spotless banner white,
 * The Howard's lion fell;

Yet still Lord Marmion's falcon flew With wavering flight, while fiercer grew
 * Around the battle-yell.

The Border slogan rent the sky! A Home! a Gordon! was the cry: