It is a large gray tower, that has
stood the brunt of ages, and is still in good preservation. It
stands on a mound, which elevates it above the other parts of the
castle, and a great flight of steps leads to the interior. In the
armory, a Gothic hall, furnished with weapons of various kinds and
ages, I was shown a coat of armor hanging against the wall, which
had once belonged to James. Hence I was conducted up a staircase to
a suite of apartments of faded magnificence, hung with storied
tapestry, which formed his prison, and the scene of that passionate
and fanciful amour, which has woven into the web of his story the
magical hues of poetry and fiction.
The whole history of this amiable but unfortunate prince is highly
romantic. At the tender age of eleven he was sent from home by his
father, Robert III., and destined for the French court, to be reared
under the eye of the French monarch, secure from the treachery and
danger that surrounded the royal house of Scotland. It was his
mishap in the course of his voyage to fall into the hands of the
English, and he was detained prisoner by Henry IV.
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