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OLD MORTALITY.
89
CHAPTER V.
Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife,
To all the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hour of glorious life
Is worth an age without a name.
Anonymous.
To all the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hour of glorious life
Is worth an age without a name.
Anonymous.
When the desperate affray had ceased, Claverhouse commanded his soldiers to remove the dead bodies, to refresh themselves and their horses, and prepare for passing the night at the farm-house, and for marching early in the ensuing morning. He then turned his attention to Morton, and there was politeness, and even kindness, in the manner in which he addressed him.
"You would have saved yourself risk from both sides, Mr Morton, if you had honoured my counsel yesterday morning
