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the captive queen.
But though it shed its genial rays, no joy could it impart,
To soothe the agony and care that weighed the Captive's heart;
She gazed upon the glorious scene through bitter, blinding tears,
And hurriedly her mind went back to earlier, happier years.
To soothe the agony and care that weighed the Captive's heart;
She gazed upon the glorious scene through bitter, blinding tears,
And hurriedly her mind went back to earlier, happier years.
But where were now those happy hours, the step and spirit free?—
The thousand warriors, who had deemed it pride to bend the knee
To one so good and beautiful, the Dauphin's gentle bride,
Heir of fair Scotia's royal crown, and France a dower beside?
The thousand warriors, who had deemed it pride to bend the knee
To one so good and beautiful, the Dauphin's gentle bride,
Heir of fair Scotia's royal crown, and France a dower beside?
Where were ye, lords of Scotland, all, and gentlemen of France?
Why came ye not, with valorous hearts, to break for her a lance?
And where were ye, ye courtly dames, in proud and rich array,
Who dwelt within your Sovereign's court, and owned her gentle sway?
Why came ye not, with valorous hearts, to break for her a lance?
And where were ye, ye courtly dames, in proud and rich array,
Who dwelt within your Sovereign's court, and owned her gentle sway?
