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active 1470-1492 Blind Hary Wallace; or, the Life and Acts of Sir William Wallace…

To hostile Lanark Wallace pass’d,
And low the haughty Southeron laid.
But why a pledge so precious left?
Thou, Chieftain, might’st thy foes have known
—Of life thy lovely partner’s reft,
Of life—far dearer than thy own.
Base Hesilrig, I hate thy name!
Thy crime a Pompey’s praise would mar:
A woman slay!—thou soldier’s shame!
With women only could’st thou war.
Source: Gutenberg

active 1470-1492 Blind Hary Wallace; or, the Life and Acts of Sir William Wallace…

As it abounds, much more than that of Barbour, with poetical allusions to the face of nature, which the poor Minstrel had never beheld, to the change of the seasons, to the supposed influence of the planets or of the constellations; it is more richly strewed with the more peculiar phraseology of the writers of romance; whence a stranger to our chronology might be induced to view the Life of Wallace as of an older date than The Bruce, although nearly a century later.
Source: Gutenberg

active 1470-1492 Blind Hary Wallace; or, the Life and Acts of Sir William Wallace…

One fellow, however, was appointed, of a more aspiring genius than his predecessors, who was determined to appear in real mail; and who, having sent to Dunbarton castle, and hired the use of Wallace’s armour for a day, made his perambulations with it through the streets of Glasgow. I can never forget the ghastly appearance of this poor man, who was so chilled and overburdened by the armour, that, as the procession went on, he was under the necessity of frequently supporting himself with a cordial.
Source: Gutenberg

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