Bygone Scotland: Historical and SocialMaxwell, David
History
Bygone Scotland: Historical and Social
Maxwell, David
Scotland -- History
“At the time of the Union, the Scottish regalia were, with much
solemnity, deposited in a strong iron-barred room, entered from a
narrow staircase; but most probably prudential reasons have long ago
led to their destruction or removal. They were too dangerous
insignias of royalty to lie within the reach of the disaffected
during the rebellions of the last century. Towards its close,
however, some doubts were raised, and a warrant to search was issued
to certain official persons. Nothing was found but an old locked
chest covered with dust, and the deputation _did not think that they
were authorized to break this open_. So the search was abandoned,
and an opportunity, _not likely to recur_, of ascertaining whether
the regalia were really in existence, was lost.”
The _italics_ are ours. In 1818, the regalia were found in a search
ordered by George IV.—then Prince Regent—in that same old chest, which
is still in evidence at the back of the jewel room.
[Illustration: SEAL OF HOLYROOD ABBEY.]
Holyrood Palace, founded by David I., in 1158, was originally an abbey
of St. Augustine canons. The ruins of the church evidence the grandeur
of the ancient structure. Of a later date is the north-west wing of the
palace,—a portion of which was a royal residence of successive
sovereigns. One of the complaints against James III. was that he here
preferred the society of poets and musicians, to that of the ruder
nobility. James IV. was also partial to artists and literary men. In his
_Marmion_, Sir Walter Scott has the quatrain:—
“Still is thy name in high account
And still thy verse has charms,—
Sir David Lindsay of the Mount,
Lord Lion King-at-arms!”
Sir David was in the first half of the sixteenth century the leading
poet in Scotland. When a boy he was page of honour to the infant king,
James V.,—carrying him on his back,—his playmate, and, in a sense, his
tutor. Sir David addresses the king, giving some early reminiscences:—
“And the first words that thou gan’st mute
Were, ’pay Da Lin;” upon the lute
Then played I twenty springs and three,—
With whilk richt pleasurt thou would be.”
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