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THE FAMILY LEGEND:
LOCHTARISH. (soothingly).
Too hasty art thou.
(To the Vassals.)Ye will say, belike,
"Our safety—our existence did demand
Utter extinction of that hold of foes."
And well ye may.—A like necessity
Compels us now, and yet ye hesitate.
GLENFADDEN.
Not moving onward in the wonted path
On which by friends the peaceful dead are borne,
But hov'ring o'er the heath like countless stars,
Spent and extinguish'd on the very spot
Where first they twinkled. This too well foreshows
Interment of the slain, whose bloody graves
Of the same mould are made on which they fell.
SECOND VASSAL.
FIRST VASSAL.
