O Victor Emmanuel the king, The sword be for thee, and the deed And nought for the alien, next sprin rought for Hapsburg and Bourboul But, for us, a great Italy freed, with a hero to head us... our our King Elizabeth Barrett Bu POEMS OF ADVENTURE AND RURAL SPORTS. CHEVY-CHASE. [Percy, Earl of Northumberland, had vowed to hunt for three days in the Scottish border, without condescending to ask leave from Earl Douglas, who was either lord of the soil or lord warden of the Marches. This provoked the conflict which was celebrated in the old ballad of the "Hunting a' the Cheviot." The circumistances of the battle of Otterbourne (A. D. 1388) are woven into the ballad and the affairs of the two events confounded. The ballad preserved in the Percy Reliques is probably as old as 1574- The one following is a modernized form of the time of James I.] GOD prosper long our noble king, Our lives and safeties all; A woful hunting once there did To drive the deer with hound and horn The child may rue that is unborn The stout Earl of Northumberland His pleasure in the Scottish woods The chiefest harts in Chevy-Chase When daylight did appear; And long before high noon they had "Then cease your sports," Earl Percy said, "And take your bows with speed; "And now with me, my countrymen, I durst encounter man for man, Earl Douglas on his milk-white steed, Rode foremost of his company, Whose armor shone like gold. "Show me," said he, "whose men you be, That hunt so boldly here, That, without my consent, do chase With that there came an arrow keen Out of an English bow, Which struck Earl Douglas to the heart, - Who never spake more words than these: Then leaving life, Earl Percy took The dead man by the hand; "In truth, my very heart doth bleed God save the king, and bless this land, RICHARD SHEALE. ROBIN HOOD AND ALLEN-A-DALE. [Of Robin Hood, the famous outlaw of Sherwood Forest, and his merry men, there are a large number of ballads; but the limits of this volume necessitate our giving a selection only. Various periods, ranging from the time of Richard I. to the end of the reign of Edward II., have been assigned as the age in which Robin Hood lived. He is usually described as a yeoman, and his place of abode Sherwood Forest, in Nottinghamshire. His most noted followers, and those generally spoken of in the ballads, are Little John, Friar Tuck, his chaplain, and his maid Marian. Nearly all the legends extol his courage, generosity, humanity, and skil 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 chumpion of the fair sex, and took great delight in robbing prelates. The following ballad exhibits the outlaw in one of his inost attractive aspects, — affording assistance to a distressed lover.] COME, listen to me, you gallants so free, All you that love mirth for to hear, And I will tell you of a bold outlaw, That lived in Nottinghamshire. As Robin Hood in the forest stood, All under the greenwood tree, There he was aware of a brave young man, As fine as fine might be. The youngster was clad in scarlet red, As Robin Hood next morning stood Amongst the leaves so gay, There did he espy the same young man Come drooping along the way. The scarlet he wore the day before And at every step he fetched a sigh, Then stepped forth brave Little John, "Stand off! stand off!" the young man said, "What is your will with me?" "You must come before our master straight, Under yon greenwood tree." And when he came bold Robin before, Robin asked him courteously, "O, hast thou any money to spare, For my merry men and me?" "What wilt thou give me," said Robin Hood, "In ready gold or fee, To help thee to thy true-love again, "I have no money," then quoth the young man, "No ready gold nor fee, But I will swear upon a book Thy true servant for to be." "How many miles is it to thy true-love? Come tell me without guile." "By the faith of my body," then said the young man, "It is but five little mile." Then Robin he hasted over the plain, Until he came unto the church Where Allen should keep his weddin'. "What hast thou here?" the bishop then said, "I prithee now tell unto me." "I am a bold harper," quoth Robin Hood, "And the best in the north country." "O. welcome, 0, welcome," the bishop he said, "That music best pleaseth me." "You shall have no music," quoth Robin Hood, "Till the bride and bridegroom I see." With that came in a wealthy knight, Which was both grave and old; And after him a finikin lass, Did shine like the glistering gold. “This is not a fit match," quoth Robin Hood, "That you do seem to make here; For since we are come into the church, The bride shall chuse her own dear." Then Robin Hood put his horn to his mouth, Stop nor stay. |