This discovery of the _first_ Cape diamond was soon followed by others, and led to the development of the great diamond fields of South Africa.
Beside Dumbarton's castled steep the Bruce lay down to die; Great Highland chiefs and belted earls stood sad and silent nigh. The warm June breezes filled the room, all sweet with flowers and hay, The warm June sunshine flecked the couch on which the monarch lay.
The mailed men like statues stood; under their bated breath The prostrate priests prayed solemnly within the room of death; While through the open casements came the evening song of birds, The distant cries of kye and sheep, the lowing of the herds.
And so they kept their long, last watch till shades of evening fell; Then strong and clear King Robert spoke: "Dear brother knights, farewell! Come to me, Douglas--take my hand. Wilt thou, for my poor sake, Redeem my vow, and fight my fight, lest I my promise break?
"I ne'er shall see Christ's sepulchre, nor tread the Holy Land; I ne'er shall lift my good broadsword against the Paynim band; Yet I was vowed to Palestine: therefore take thou my heart, And with far purer hands than mine play thou the Bruce's part."
Then Douglas, weeping, kissed the King, and said: "While I have breath The vow thou made I will fulfill--yea, even unto death: Where'er I go thy heart shall go; it shall be first in fight. Ten thousand thanks for such a trust! Douglas is Bruce's knight."
They laid the King in Dunfermline--not yet his heart could rest; For it hung within a priceless case upon the Douglas' breast. And many a chief with Douglas stood: it was a noble line Set sail to fight the Infidel in holy Palestine.
Their vessel touched at fair Seville. They heard upon that day How Christian Leon and Castile before the Moslem lay, Then Douglas said, "O heart of Bruce! thy fortune still is great, For, ere half done thy pilgrimage, the foe for thee doth wait."
Dark Osmyn came; the Christians heard his long yell, "Allah hu!" The brave Earl Douglas led the van as they to battle flew; Sir William Sinclair on his left, the Logans on his right, St. Andrew's blood-red cross above upon its field of white.
Then Douglas took the Bruce's heart, and flung it far before. "_Pass onward first_, O noble heart, as in the days of yore! For Holy Rood and Christian Faith make thou a path, and we With loyal hearts and flashing swords will gladly follow thee."