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From these descends a fair, who scorned her charms
To yield, save to a mighty hero's arms;
Accomplished Lockhart! in whose soul conspire
The court's politeness with the hero's fire;
Whose stately bark, unconquered on the main,
Oft dyed with Gallic gore the watery plain;
Swift as the hawk, that sees, athirst for blood,
Steal near her nest the magpie's chattering brood, 190
And from her lofty stand like lightning darts,
Pierces their panting sides, and rends their trembling hearts.
Fair Lockhart-hall, whose view, disdaining bound,
Commands the charms of all the country round,
This hero bred: his fires from Douglas spring,
Who bare the heart of Bruce, his valiant king,
Locked in a golden vase, a sacred trust,
To lodge it deep in Salem's holy dust.
His sacred charge fulfilled, when fate decreed
The chief beneath a Moorish spear should bleed, 200
Locked with like care, his heart this friend brought home,
And sad consigned to his paternal tomb.
The term deriving from his pious care,
The name of Lockhart hence his offspring bare;
An honoured race, in camp or council skilled;
Fam'd at the bar, or glorious in the field: