Walter Scott,
The Fair Maid of Perth — Chapter XXXIV
(1828)
“ At least, darling of my soul, if I am unable to save thee, I can show thee how a man should die." While Torquil thus spoke, he unloosed the clasps of the young chief's hauberk, in the simple belief that he could thus break the meshes which fear and necromancy had twined about his heart. "My father — my father — my more than parent," said the unhappy Eachin, "stay with me! With you by my side, I feel I can fight to the last." "It is impossible," said Torquil. "I will stop them coming up, while you put on the hauberk. God eternally bless thee, beloved of my soul!" ”
