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God save the king, and bless this land, “I have no money," the young man said,
“But five shillings and a ring; And grant, henceforth, that foul debate And that I have kept these seven long years, 'Twixt noblemen may cease.
To have at my wedding.
“Yesterday I should have married a maid,
But she was from me ta’en,
And chosen to be an old knight's delight, ROBIN HOOD AND ALLEN-A-DALE.
Whereby my poor heart is slain." [Of Robin Hood, the famous outlaw of Sherwood Forest, and his merry men, there are a large number of ballads; but the limits “What is thy name ?" then said Robin Hood, of this volume necessitate our giving a selection only.
“Come tell me without any fail." Various periods, ranging from the time of Richard I. to the end of the reign of Edward 11., have been assigned as the age in which “ By the faith of my body," then said the young Robin Hood lived. He is usually described as a yeoman, and his
man, place of abode Sherwood Forest, in Nottinghamshire. His most noted followers, and those generally spoken of in the ballads, are “My name it is Allen-a-Dale." Little John, Friar Tuck, his chaplain, and his maid Marian. Near. ly all the legends extol his courage, generosity, humanity, and skilt
“What wilt thou give me," said Robin Hood, as an archer. He robbed the rich only, who could afford to lose, and gave freely to the poor. He protected the needy, was a In ready gold or fee, champion of the fair sex, and took great delight in robbing pre: To help thee to thy true love again, lates. The following ballad exhibits the outlaw in one of his most attractive aspects, - affording assistance to a distressed lover.] And deliver her unto thee?" COME, listen to me, you gallants so free, “ I have no money," then quoth the young man, All you that love mirth for to hear,
“No ready gold nor fee, And I will tell you of a bold outlaw,
But I will swear upon a book That lived in Nottinghamshire.
Thy true servant for to be." As Robin Hood in the forest stood,
“How many miles is it to thy true love? All under the greenwood tree,
Come tell me without guile." There he was aware of a brave young man,
" By the faith of my body," then said the young As fine as fine might be.
“It is but five little mile." The youngster was clad in scarlet red,
Then Robin he hasted over the plain, In scarlet fine and gay ;
He did neither stint nor linn, And he did frisk it over the plain,
Until he came unto the church And chanted a roundelay.
Where Allen should keep his weddin'. As Robin Hood next morning stood
“What hast thou here ?” the bishop then said, Amongst the leaves so gay,
“I prithee now tell unto me.” There did he espy the same young man
“I am a bold harper," quoth Robin Hood, Come drooping along the way.
“And the best in the north country." The scarlet he wore the day before
“0. welcome, 0, welcome,” the bishop he said, It was clean cast away ;
“ That music best pleaseth me.” And at every step he fetched a sigh,
“You shall have no music," quoth Robin Hool, “Alas! and a well-a-day!”
“ Till the bride and bridegroom I see."
With that came in a wealthy knight, Then stepped forth brave Little John,
Which was both grave and old ;
And after him a finikin lass,
“This is not a fit match," quoth Robin Hood, “Stand off! stand off !” the young man said, “ That you do seem to make here ; “What is your will with me?"
For since we are come into the church, “You must come before our master straight, The bride shall chuse her own dear." Under yon greenwood tree.”
Then Robin Hood put his horn to his mouth, And when he came bold Robin before,
And blew blasts two and three : Robin asked him courteously,
When four-and-twenty yeomen bold “O, hast thou any money to spare,
Come leaping over the lea. For my merry men and me?"
• Stop nor stay
And when they came into the churchyard, Yet I thinke, what I thinke, sooth for to say,
Yo doe not lightlye ride out of your way."
'Why, what dost thou think of me," quoth our
king, merrily, “ This is thy true love,” Robin he said,
“Passing tly judgment upon me so briefe ?” “Young Allen, as I hear say ;
'Good faith,” sayd the miller, “I meane not to And you shall be married this same time,
flatter thee; Before we depart away."
I guess thee to be but some gentleman these :
Stand thee backe in the dark ; light not adowne, 6. That shall not be,” the bishop he cried,
Lest that I presentlye crack thy kuave's crowne. “For thy word shall not stand ; They shall be three times asked in the church,
“ Thou dost abuse me much," quoth the king, As the law is of our land."
“ saying thus ; Robin Hood pulled off the bishop's coat,
I am a gentleman ; lodging I lacke." And put it upon Little John ;
“Thou hast not," quoth the miller, “one grot “ By the faith of my body," then Robin said,
in thy purse ; This cloth doth make thee a man."
All thy inheritance hanges on thy backe."
“I have gold to discharge all that I call ; When Little John went into the quire,
If it be but forty pence, I will pay all.”.
Thus they went all along unto the miller's house, Lest three times should not be enough.
Where they were seething of puddings and
souse ; “Who gives me this maid ?” said Little John,
The millerfirst entered in ; after him went the king; Quoth Robin Hood, “That do I ;
Never came hee in soe smoakye a house. And he that takes her from Allen-a-Dale,
“Now," quoth hee, “let me see here what you Full dearly he shall her buy." And then, having ended this merry wedding,
Quoth our king, “Looke your fill, and doe not The bride looked like a queen ;
spare.” And so they returned to the merry greenwood,
“I like well thy countenance; thou hast an Amongst the leaves so green.
honest face; With my son Richard this night thou shalt lye.” Quoth his wife, “By my trotlı, it is a handsome
youth ; THE KING AND THE MILLER OF
Yet it's best, husband, to deal warilye.
Art thou no runaway ; prythee, youth, tell ?
Show me thy passport, and all shall be well.” HENRY, our royall king, would ride a-hunting To the grene forest so pleasant and faire ;
Then our king, presentlye making lowe courtesye, To see the harts skipping, and dainty doestripping:
With his hatt in his hand, thus he did say: Unto merry Sherwood his nobles repaire :
“I have no passport, nor never was servitor, Flawke and hound were unbound, all things
But a poor courtier, rode out of my way; prepared
And for your kindness here offered to mee,
I will requite you in everye degree.”
Then to the miller his wife whispered secretlye, Chasing the hart and hind, and the bucke gal. Both by his apparel, and eke by his manners ;
Saying, “ It seemeth this youth 's of good kin, lantlye, Till the dark evening forced all to turne home.
To turne him out, certainlye, were a great sin." Then at last, riding fast, he had lost quite
“Yea," quoth hee, you may see he hath some All his lords in the wood, late in the night.
When he doth speake to his betters in place." Wandering thus wearilye, all alone, upand downe,
With a rude miller he mett at the last ; “Well," quoth the miller's wife, “young man, Asking the ready way unto faire Nottingham,
ye're welcome here ; “Sir,” quoth the miller, “I meane not to jest, And, though I say it, well lodged shall be ;
Fresh straw will I have laid on thy bed so brave, But, prythee, say nothing wherever thou goe; And good brown hempen sheets likewise,” We would not, for twopence, the king should it quoth shee.
knowe.” “Aye,” quoth the goodman, “and when that is
“Doubt not," then sayd the king, “my promist Thou shaltlye with no worse than our own sonne.'
The king shall never know more on't for me." “Nay, first," quoth Richard, “ good fellowe, tell A cuppof lamb's-wool they dranke unto him then,
And to their bedds they past presentlye. me true, Hast thou no creepers within thy gay hose ?
The nobles, next morning, went all up and down, Or art thou not troubled with the scabbado ?”
For to seeke out the king in every towne. “I pray," quoth the king, “what creatures at last, at the miller’s “ cott,” soon they espiral
are those ?" “Art thou not lousy, nor scabby ?" quoth he :
As he was mounting upon his faire steede ; “If thou beest, surely thou lyest not with mee.
To whom they came presently, falling down on
their knee, This caused the king suddenlye to laugh most heartilye,
Which made the miller's heart wofully bleede; Till the teares trickled fast downe from his eyes. Thinkinghe should have been hanged by the Rooi
Shaking and quaking, before him he stood, Then to their supper were they set orderlye,
With hot bag-puddings and good apple-pyes; The king perceiving him fearfully trembling, Nappy ale, good and stale, in a browne bowle,
Drew forth his sword, but nothing he sed; Which did about the board merrilye trowle. The miller downe did fall, crying before them all,
Doubting the king would have cut off his head. “ Here," quoth the miller, “good fellowe, I
But he, his kind courtesye for to requite, drinke to thee,
Gave him great living and dubbed him a knight. And to all .cuckholds, wherever they bee.' “I pledge thee,” quoth our king, “and thanke
thee heartilye For mye welcome in every good degree;
THE RETURN OF BEPPO. And here, in like manner, I drinke tothy sonne." “Do, then,” quoth Richard, “and quicke let it While Laura thus was seen, and seeing, smiling, come.”
Talking, she knew not why, and cared not what,
So that her female friends, with envy broiling, “Wife," quoth the miller, “fetch me forth
Beheld her airs and triumph, and all that ; lightfoote,
And well-dressed males still kept before her filing, And of his sweetnesse a little we'll taste."
And passing bowed and mingled with her chat; A fair ven’son pastye brought she out presentlye. More than the rest one person seemed to stare “ Eate," quoth the miller ; " but, sir, make no With pertinacity that 's rather rare.
waste. Here's dainty lightfoote!” “In faith,” sayd | He was a Turk, the color of mahogany ; the king,
And Laura saw him, and at first was glat, “I never before eat so daintye a thing." Because the Turks so much admire philogyny,
Although their usage of their wives is sad; “I wis," quoth Richard, “no daintye at all it is ; | T is said they use no better than a dog any For we doe eate of it everye day.”
Poor woman, whom they purchase like a pad; “In what place,” sayd our king, * may be They have a number, though they ne'erexhibit 'em, bought like to this?”
Four wives by law, and concubines“ ad libitum.” “We never pay penny for itt, by my fay : From merry Sherwood we fetch it home here ; They lock them up, and veil, and guard them daily, Now and then we make bold with our kinge's They scarcely can behold their male relations, deer.”
So that their moments do not pass so gavly
As is supposed the case with northern nations; “Then I thinke,” sayd our king, “that it is Confinement, too, must make them look quite venison."
palely ; “Eche foole," quoth Richard, "full well may And as the Turks abhor long conversations, know that ;
Their days are either passed in doing nothing, Never are wee without two or three in the roof, Or bathing, nursing, making love, and clothing.
Very well fleshed, and excellent fat :
Our Laura's Turk still kept his eyes upon her, | They entered, and for coffee callel, – it came,
Less in the Mussulman than Christian way, A beverage for Turks and Christians botli, Which seems to say, “Madam, I do you honor, Although the way they make it 's not the same.
And while I please to stare, you'll please to stay." Now Laura, much recovered, or less loath Could staring win a woman, this had won her, To speak, cries, “Beppo! what's your pagan name?
But Laura could not thus be led astray ; Bless me! your beard is of amazing growth! She had stood fire too long and well to boggle And how came you to keep away so long? Even at this stranger's most outlandish ogle. Are you not sensible 't was very wrong? Laura, who knew it would not do at all
“And are you really, truly, now a Turk? To meet the daylight after seven hours' sitting Is it true they use their fingers for a fork ?
With any other women did you wive ? Among three thousand people at a ball, To make her courtesy thought it right and fit. You'll give it me? They say you eat no pork.
Well, that's the prettiest shawl—as I'm alive! ting: The Count was at her elbow with her shawl,
And how so many years did you contrive And they the room wereonthe point of quitting, Saw a man grown so yellow! How's your liver ?
To — Bless me! Did I ever? No, I never When lo ! those cursed gondoliers had got Just in the very place where they should not.
• Beppo, that beard of yours becomes you not;
It shall be shaved before you 're a day older; The Count and Laura found their boat at last,
Why do you wear it ? O, I had forgot And homeward floated o'er the silent tide,
Pray, don't you think the weather here is colder ? Discussing all the dances gone and past ; How do I look? You sha'n't stir from this spot The dancers and their dresses, too, beside ;
In that queer dress, for fear that some beholder Some little scandals eke : but all aghast Should find you out, and make the story known.
(As to their palace stairs the rowers glide) How short your hair is ! Lord ! how gray it's Sate Laura by the side of her Adorer,
grown ! When lo! the Mussulman was there before her.
What answer Beppo made to these demands “Sir,” said the Count, with brow exceeding grave,
Is more than I know. He was cast away *Your unexpected presence here will make
About where Troy stood once, and nothing stands; It necessary for myself to crave
Became a slave, of course, and for his pay Its import? But perhaps 't is a mistake ;
Had bread and bastinadoes, till some bands I hope it is so; and at once to waive
Of pirates landing in a neighboring bay, All compliment, I hope so for your sake :
He joined the rogues and prospered, and became You understand my meaning, or you shall.'
A renegado of indifferent fame. “Sir” (quoth the Turk), “'t is no mistake at all.
But he grew rich, and with his riches grew so “That lady is my wife !” Much wonder paints He thought himself in duty bound to do so,
Keen the desire to see his home again,
And not be always thieving on the main ; Italian females don't do so outright.
And so he hired a vessel come from Spain, They only call a little on their saints,
Bound for Corfu : she was a fine polacca, And then come to themselves, almost or quite ; ! Manned with twelve hands, and laden with toWhich saves much hartshorn, salts, and sprink
bacco. ling faces, And cutting stays, as usual in such cases.
Himself, and much (Heaven knows how gotten !)
cash, She said, — what could she say? Why, not a He then embarked, with risk of life and limb, word ;
And got clear off, although the attempt was rash; But the Count courteously invited in
He said that Providence protected him, The stranger, much appeased by what he heard : For my part, I say nothing, lest we clash “Such things, perhaps, we'd best discuss In our opinions : - well, the ship was trim, within,"
Set sail, and kept her reckoning fairly on, Said he ; “don't let us make ourselves absurd
Except three days of calm when off Cape Bonn. In public, by a scene, nor raise a din, For then the chief and only satisfaction
They reached the island, he transferred his lading, Will be much quizzing on the whole transaction." And self and live stock, to another bottom,
And passed for a true Turkey merchant, trading / “Since thou say'st that, my Lord Douglas,
With goods of various names, but I've forgot'em. Good faith some clinking there will be ; However, he got off by this evading,
Beshirew my heart, but and my sword, Or else the people would perhaps have shot If I winna turn and ride with thee!"
And thus at Venice landed to reclaim
They whipped out ower the Shepherd Cleuch, His wife, religion, house, and Christian name. And doun the links o' the Corsecleuch Buin;
And aye the Douglas swore by his sword His wife received, the patriarch rebaptized him
To win his love, or ne'er return. (He made the church a present, by the way); He then threw off the garments which disguised “First fight your rival, Lord Douglas, hiin,
And then brag after, if you may ; And borrowed the Count's small-clothes for a For the Earl of Ross is as brave a lord day;
As ever gave good weapon sway. His friends the more for his long absence prized him,
But I for ae poor siller
Or With dinners, where he oft became the laugh of Will tak in hand to fight you baith, them,
Or beat the winner, whiche'er it be." For stories, – but I don't believe the half of them.
The Douglas turned him on his steed, Whate'er his youth had suffered, his old age
And I wat a loud laughter leuch he: With wealth and talking made him some
" Of a' the fools I have ever met, amends;
Man, I ha'e never met ane like thee. Though Laura sometimes put him in a rage,
I've heard the Count and he were always friends. “ Art thou akin to lord or knight, My pen is at the bottom of a page,
Or courtly squire or warrior leal ?” Which being finished, here the story ends;
“I am a tinkler," quo' the wight, 'T is to be wished it had been sooner done,
" But I like crown-cracking unco weel.” But stories somehow lengthen when begun.
When they came to St. Mary's kirk,
The chaplain shook for very fear;
And aye he kissed the cross, and said, JOCK JOHNSTONE, THE TINKLER. “What deevil has sent that Douglas here! “O, CAME ve ower by the Yoke-burn Ford,
“He neither values book nor ban, Or down the King's Road of the cleuch ? *
But curses all without demur ; Or saw ye a knight and a lady bright,
And cares nae mair for a holy man Wha ha'e gane the gate they baith shall rue ?”
Than I do for a worthless cur." “I saw a knight and a lady bright
“Come here, thou bland and brittle priest, Ride up the cleuch at the break of day;
And tell to me without delay
Where you have hid the lord of Ross
And the lady that came at the break of day.' “ And the lady's palfrey flew the first, With many a clang of silver bell :
“No knight or lady, good Lord Donglas,
Have I beheld since break of morn ; Swift as the raven's morning flight
And I never saw the lord of Ross The two went scouring ower the fell.
Since the woful day that I was born." “By this time they are man and wife, And standing in St. Mary's fane ;
Lord Douglas turned him round about, And the lady in the grass-green silk
And looked the Tinkler in the face ; A maid you will never see again.”
Where he beheld a lurking smile,
And a deevil of a dour grimace. “But I can tell ther, saucy wight, And that the runaway shall prove,
“How's this, how's this, thou Tinkler loun? Revenge to a Douglas is as sweet
Hast thou presumed to lie on me?" As maiden charms or maiden's love."
“ Faith that I have !" the Tinkler said, • Dell
" And a right good turn I have done to thee,