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Scott, Walter, Sir, 1771-1832

"The Talisman"

But hark, what trumpets are those
at a distance?"
"Those of King Philip, as I guess, my liege," said the stout
Englishman.
"Thou art dull of ear, Thomas," said the King, endeavouring to
start up; "hearest thou not that clash and clang? By Heaven, the
Turks are in the camp--I hear their LELIES." [The war-cries of
the Moslemah.]
He again endeavoured to get out of bed, and De Vaux was obliged
to exercise his own great strength, and also to summon the
assistance of the chamberlains from the inner tent, to restrain
him.
"Thou art a false traitor, De Vaux," said the incensed monarch,
when, breathless and exhausted with struggling, he was compelled
to submit to superior strength, and to repose in quiet on his
couch. "I would I were--I would I were but strong enough to dash
thy brains out with my battle-axe!"
"I would you had the strength, my liege," said De Vaux, "and
would even take the risk of its being so employed. The odds
would be great in favour of Christendom were Thomas Multon dead
and Coeur de Lion himself again.


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