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O Victor Emmanuel the King,
The sword be for thee, and the deed, And nought for the alien, next spring, rought for Hapsburg and Bour bost agreedy But for us a great Italy freed, with a dero to head us... our King Elizabeth Barrett Browning,
POEMS OF ADVENTURE
[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.J
GOD prosper long our noble king, Our lives and safeties all;
A woful hunting once there did
In Chevy-Chase befall.
To drive the deer with hound and horn Earl Percy took his way;
The child may rue that is unborn
The hunting of that day.
The stout Earl of Northumberland
The chiefest harts in Chevy-Chase
Who sent Earl Percy present word
With fifteen hundred bowmen bold, All chosen men of might,
Who knew full well in time of need To aim their shafts aright.
The gallant greyhounds swiftly ran
And long before high noon they had
The bowmen mustered on the hills, Well able to endure;
And all their rear, with special care, That day was guarded sure.
The hounds ran swiftly through the woods
That with their cries the hills and dales
Lord Percy to the quarry went,
To view the slaughtered deer; Quoth he, "Earl Douglas promised This day to meet me here;
"But if I thought he would not come,
"Lo, yonder doth Earl Douglas come,
"All men of pleasant Teviotdale, Fast by the river Tweed"; "Then cease your sports," Earl Percy said, "And take your bows with speed; "And now with me, my countrymen,
Your courage forth advance; For never was there champion yet,
In Scotland or in France,
"That ever did on horseback come, But if my hap it were,
I durst encounter man for man,
Earl Douglas on his milk-white steed,
Rode foremost of his company,
"Show me," said he, "whose men you be, That hunt so boldly here,
That, without my consent, do chase And kill my fallow-deer."
God save the king, and bless this land,
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 11., 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 skill 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 champion of the fair sex, and took great delight in robbing pre
lates. The following ballad exhibits the outlaw in one of his most 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,
The youngster was clad in scarlet red,
And he did frisk it over the plain,
As Robin Hood next morning stood
The scarlet he wore the day before
Then steppéd 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,
"I have no money," the young man said, "But five shillings and a ring ; And that I have kept these seven long years, 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, Whereby my poor heart is slain.”
"What is thy name?" then said Robin Hood, "Come tell me without any fail."
'By the faith of my body," then said the young
"My name it is Allen-a-Dale."
"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
"It is but five little mile."
Then Robin he hasted over the plain,
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, O, 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.