Scotland's Story Chapter XLIV. Robert The Bruce - The Heart of the King
KING ROBERT did not live long to enjoy the peace which
at last had come to the land. He was not an old man, but he had lived such a
hard life that he seemed older than lie was. Now he became so ill that he
knew he could not live long.
When he felt that he was dying, lie called all his
nobles and wise men to him. As they stood round him, Bruce told them that he
must soon die, and bade them honour his little son David as their King.
With tears of sorrow the nobles promised to do as the
Bruce then turned to the good Lord James. 'My dearest
and best friend,' he said, 'you know how hard I have had to fight for my
kingdom. At the time when I was sorest pressed, I made a vow that when God
should grant me peace, I should go to the Holy Land to fight for the
Sepulchre of Christ But now that I have peace, my body is feeble, and I
cannot fulfil my heart's desire. Yet I would fain send my heart whither my
body cannot go. There is no knight so gallant as you, my dear and special
friend. Therefore I pray you, when I am dead take my heart from my body,
carry it to the Holy Land, and there bury it'
At first Douglas could not speak for tears. After a
few minutes he said, 'Gallant and noble King, I thank you a thousand times
for the honour you do me. Your command shall be obeyed.'
'Dear friend, I thank you. You give me your promise?'
said the Bruce.
'Most willingly. Upon my knighthood I swear it.'
'Thanks be to God. Now I die in peace, since I know that the bravest knight
in all my kingdom will do for me what I cannot do for myself,' said the
King, as he lay back content.
Not many days after this the great King died. From all the land there arose
a cry of mourning and sorrow. With tears and sobs, with the sound of sad
music and wailing, the people followed their King to his last resting- place
in Dunfermline Abbey.
'All our defence, they said, alas! And he that all our comfort was,
Our wit, and all our governing, Alas is brought unto ending. Alas,
what shall we do or say For in life while he lasted, aye By all our
neighbours dread were we, And in many a far country Of our worship
spread the renown, And that was all for his person.'
Wrapped in a robe of cloth of gold the great King was laid to rest, and a
beautiful tomb of white marble was raised over his grave. Long ago the tomb
has disappeared, but the place where Robert the Bruce lies is still pointed
out in the Abbey of Dunfermline.
True to his promise, the Douglas ordered the heart of Bruce to be taken from
his body after he was dead. The heart was then embalmed. That is, it was
prepared with sweet-smelling spices and other things to keep it from decay.
Douglas enclosed the heart in a beautiful box of silver and enamel, which he
hung round his neck by a chain of silk and gold. Then, with a noble company
of knights and squires, he set sail for Palestine.
On his way he passed through Spain. There he heard that the King of Spain
was fighting against the Saracens. The Saracens were the people who had
possession of Palestine. They were unkind to the Christians, and in- suited
their religion. Douglas therefore thought that he would be doing right to
help the King of Spain, before passing on to the Holy Land.
The armies met, and there was a great battle. The Scots charged so furiously
that the Saracens fled before them. But thinking that the Spaniards were
following to help them, the Scots chased the fleeing foe too far. Too late,
Douglas found that he and his little band were cut off from their friends,
and entirely surrounded by the fierce, dark faces of the enemy.
There was no escape. All that was left to do was to die fighting. Taking the
silver box containing King Robert's heart from his neck, Douglas threw it
into the thickest of the fight, crying, 'On, gallant heart, as thou wert
ever wont, the Douglas will follow thee or die.' Then springing after it, he
fiercely fought until he fell, pierced with many wounds. Round him fell most
of the brave company of nobles who had set sail with him.
When the battle was over, the few who remained sought for their leader. They
found him lying dead above the heart of Bruce. They had now no wish to go on
to the Holy Land, so they turned home, taking the body of Douglas and the
heart of Bruce with them. Douglas was buried in his own church at Castle
Douglas, the heart of Bruce in the Abbey of Melrose.
The trumpets blew, the cross bolts flew, the arrows flashed like flame,
As spur in side, and spear in rest, against the foe we came.
'And many a bearded Saracen went down, both horse and man, For through
their ranks we rode like corn, so furiously we ran.
But in behind our path they dosed, though fain to let us through, For
they were forty thousand men, and we were wondrous few.
We might not see a lance's length, so dense was their array, But the long
fell sweep of the Scottish blade still held them hard at bay.
But thicker, thicker, grew the swarm, and sharper shot the rain, And the
horses reared amid the press, but they would riot charge again.
'Then in his stirrups Douglas stood, so lionlike and bold, And held the
precious heart aloft all in its case of gold.
He flung it from him, far ahead, and never spake he more But—" Pass thee
first, thou dauntless heart, as thou wert wont of yore.'
There lies beside his master's heart, the Douglas, stark and grim; And
woe is me I should be here, not side by side with him.
'And, Scotland, thou may'st veil thy head in sorrow and in pain; The
sorest stroke upon thy brow bath fallen this day in Spain.
We bore the Good Lord James away, the priceless heart he bore, And
heavily we steered our ship towards the Scottish shore.
No welcome greeted our return, no clang of martial tread, But all were
dumb and hushed as death before the mighty dead.
We laid our chief in Douglas Kirk, the heart in fair Melrose And woeful
men were we that day - God grant their souls repose.'
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