The king he tooke him up by the legge; The tanner a f** lett fall. 'Nowe marrye, good fellowe,' sayd the kyng, "Thy courtesye is but small.' When the tanner he was in the kinges sadèlle, He marvelled greatlye in his minde, 120 But when his steede saw the cows taile wagge, 125 He stamped, and stared, and awaye he ranne, The tanner he pulld, the tanner he sweat, And held by the pummil fast: At length the tanner came tumbling downe; 130 Take thy horse again with a vengeance,' he sayd, ‘With mee he shall not byde.' My horse wolde have borne thee well enoughe, 135 But he knewe not of thy cowe-hide. Yet if againe thou faine woldst change, By the faith of my bodye, thou jolly tannèr, 'What boote wilt thou have,' the tanner replyd, 'Nowe tell me in this stounde?' 'Noe pence nor halfpence, sir, by my faye, But I will have twentye pound.' 140 'Here's twentye groates out of my purse; And twentye I have of thine: And I have one more, which we will spend The king set a bugle horne to his mouthe, And blewe both loude and shrille: And soone came lords, and soon came knights, Nowe, out alas!' the tanner he cryde, "That ever I sawe this daye! 145 150 Thou art a strong thiefe, yon come thy fellowes 155 Will beare my cowe-hide away.' 'They are no thieves,' the kinge replyde, 'I sweare, soe mote I thee: But they are the lords of the north countrèy, And soone before our king they came, 160 'A coller, a coller, here:' sayd the king, A coller' he loud gan crye: 165 Then woulde he lever then twentye pound, 'A coller, a coller,' the tanner he sayd, I trowe it will breede sorrowe: After a coller commeth a halter, I trow I shall be hang'd to-morrowe.' 170 ‘Be not afraid, Tanner,' said our king; For Plumpton-parke I will give thee, "Tis worth three hundred markes by the yeare, 'Gramercye, my liege,' the tanner replyde, For the favour thou hast me showne; If ever thou comest to merry Tamworth, 175 180 XVI. AS YE CAME FROM THE HOLY LAND. DIALOGUE BETWEEN A PILGRIM AND TRAVELLER. The scene of this song is the same as in Num. XIV. The pilgrimage to Walsingham suggested the plan of many popular pieces. In the Pepys collection, Vol. I. p. 226, is a kind of Interlude in the old ballad style, of which the first stanza alone is worth reprinting. As I went to Walsingham, To the shrine with speede, 1 This stanza is restored from a quotation of this Ballad in Selden's Titles of Honour,' who produces it as a good authority to prove, that one mode of creating Esquires at that time, was by the imposition of a Collar. His words are, Nor is that old pamphlet of the Tanner of Tamworth and King Edward the Fourth so contemptible, but that wee may thence note also an observable passage, wherein the use of making Esquires, by giving Collars, is expressed.' (Sub Tit. Esquire; & vide in Spelmanni Glossar. Armiger.) This form of creating Esquires actually exists at this day among the Serjeants at Arms, who are invested with a Collar (which they wear on Collar Days) by the King himself. This information I owe to Samuel Pegge, Esq. to whom the public is indebted for that curious work the 'Curialia,' 4to. 'Now God you save, you jolly palmer!' Oft have I sued to thee for love.' '-Oft have I said you nay.' The pilgrimages undertaken on pretence of religion, were often productive of affairs of gallantry, and led the votaries to no other shrine than that of Venus.1 The following ballad was once very popular; it is quoted in Fletcher's 'Knt. of the Burning Pestle,' Act II. sc. ult. and in another old play, called, 'Hans Beer-pot, his invisible Comedy, &c.' 4to. 1618; Act I. The copy below was communicated to the Editor by the late Mr. Shenstone as corrected by him from an ancient copy, and supplied with a concluding stanza. We have placed this, and Gentle Herdsman,' &c. thus early in the volume, upon a presumption that they must have been written, if not before the dissolution of the monasteries, yet while the remembrance of them was fresh in the minds of the people. 'As ye came from the holy land Of blessed Walsingham, O met you not with my true love 'How should I know your true love, That have met many a one, 5 My love is neither white,2 nor browne, But as the heavens faire; There is none hath her form divine, 10 Either in earth, or ayre.' 'Such an one did I meet, good sir, With an angelicke face; Who like a nymphe, a queene appeard 15 1 Even in the time of Langland, pilgrimages to Walsingham were not unfavourable to the rites of Venus. Thus in his Visions of Pierce Plowman, fo. 1. -2 sc. pale. Hermers on a heape, with hoked staves, Wenten to Walsingham, and her1 wenches after. 1 i.e. their. Yes: she hath cleane forsaken me, And left me all alone; Who some time loved me as her life, And called me her owne.' What is the cause she leaves thee thus, That some times loved thee as her life, "I that loved her all my youth, For love is like a carelesse childe, He is blind, or deaf, whenere he list: His fond desire is fickle found, And yieldes a trustlesse joye; Wonne with a world of toil and care, Such is the love of womankinde, And follyes are excusde. [But true love is a lasting fire, Which viewless vestals 1 tend, That burnes for ever in the soule, 1 sc. Angels. ** |