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And of the rest, of small account,

Did many hundreds die :
Thus endeth the hunting of Chevy-Chase,

Made by the Earl Percy.

| And when he came bold Robin before,

Robin asked him courteously,
“0, hast thou any money to spare,

For my merry men and me?"


God save the king, and bless this land, “I have no money," the young man said,
With plenty, joy, and peace;

“ 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, . (or Robin Hood, the famous outlaw of Sherwood Forest, and his | Whereby my poor heart is slain." merry men, there are many ballads ; but the limits of this volume forbid our giving more than a single selection.

Various periods, ranging from the time of Richard I. to the end “What is thy name ?” then said Robin Hood, of the reign of Edward II., have been assigned as the age in which

“Come tell me without any fail." Robin Hood lived. He is usually described as a yeoman, abiding in Sherwood Forest, in Nottinghamsaire. His most noted followers, “By the faith of my body,” then said the young generally mentioned in the ballads, are Little John, Friar Tuck, his chaplain, and his maid Marian. Nearly all the legends extol his courage, his generosity, his humanity, and his skill as an archer.

“My name it is Allen-a-Dale." 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 plundering prelates. The following “What wilt thou give me,” said Robin Hood, hallad exhibits the outlaw in one of his most attractive aspects, - “In ready gold or fee, affording assistance to a distressed lover.)

To help thee to thy true love again,
COME, listen to me, you gallants so free,

And deliver her unto thee?".
All you that love mirth for to hear,
And I will tell you of a bold outlaw,

“I have no money," then quoth the young man, That lived in Nottinghamshire.

“No ready gold nor fee,

But I will swear upon a book
As Robin Hood in the forest stood,

Thy true servant for to be."
All under the greenwood tree,
There he was aware of a brave young man,

“How many miles is it to thy true love? As fine as fine might be.

Come tell me without guile."

“By the faith of my body,” then said the young The youngster was clad in scarlet red,

man, In scarlet fine and gay ;

" It is but five little mile." And he did frisk it over the plain, And chanted a roundelay.

Then Robin he hasted over the plain,

He did neither stint nor lin, * As Robin Hood next morning stood

Until he came unto the church
Ainongst the leaves so gay,

Where Allen should keep his wedding."
There did he espy the same young man
Come drooping along the way.

“What hast thou here?" the bishop then said,

“I prithee now tell unto me." The scarlet he wore the day before

“I am a bold harper," quoth Robin Hood, It was clean cast away ;

“And the best in the north country." And at every step he fetched a sigh, “ Alack and well-a-day !"

“0, welcome, O, welcome," the bishop he said,

“That music best pleaseth me." Then stepped forth brave Little John,

“You shall have no music," quoth Robin Hood, And Midge, the miller's son ;

“Till the bride and bridegroom I see.” Which made the young man bend his bow, Whenas he see them come.

With that came in a wealthy knight,

Which was both grave and old ; “Stand off! stand off!” the young man said,

And after him a finikin lass, “What is your will with me?"

Did shine like the glistering gold. You must come before our master straight, Under yon greenwood tree."

• Stop nor stay.

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“No knight or lady, good Lord Douglas,

Have I beheld since break of morn; And I never saw the lord of Ross

Since the woful day that I was born."

For though he had on a sark of mail,

And a cuirass on his breast wore he,
With a good steel bonnet on his head,

Yet the blood ran trickling to his knee.

Lord Douglas turned him round about,

The Douglas sat upright and firm, And looked the Tinkler in the face ;

Aye as together their horses ran ; Where he beheld a lurking smile,

But the Tinkler laid on like a very deil, And a deevil of a dour grimace.

Siccan strokes were never laid on by man. “How's this, how 's this, thou Tinkler loun?

“Hold up thy hand, thou Tinkler loun," Hast thou presumed to lie on me?"

Cried the poor priest, with whining din ; “Faith that I have !" the Tinkler said,

“If thou hurt the brave Lord James Douglas, “And a right good turn I have done to thee;

A curse be on thee and all thy kin!” “ For the lord of Ross and thy own true love, The beauteous Harriet of Thirlestane,

I care no more for Lord James Douglas Rade west away, ere the break of day;

Than Lord James Douglas cares for me; And you 'll never see the dear maid again;

But I want to let his proud heart know

That a tinkler 's a man as well as he." “So I thought it best to bring you here, On a wrang scent, of my own accord ;

So they fought on, and they fought on, For had you met the Johnstone clan,

Till good Lord Douglas' breath was gone ; They wad ha'e made mince-meat of a lord.” And the Tinkler bore him to the ground,

With rush, with rattle, and with groan.
At this the Douglas was so wroth
He wist not what to say or do ;

“O hon ! O hon !" cried the proud Douglas, But he strak the Tinkler o'er the croun,

“That I this day should have lived to see ! Till the blood came dreeping ower his brow. For sure my honor I have lost,

And a leader again I can never be ! “Beshrew my heart," quo' the Tinkler lad, “Thou bear'st thee most ungallantlye!

“But tell me of thy kith and kin, If these are the manners of a lord,

And where was bred thy weapon hand ? They are manners that winna gangdoun wi' me.” For thou art the wale of tinkler louns “Hold up thy hand,” the Douglas cried,

That ever was born in fair Scotland." “And keep thy distance, Tinkler loun !" “That will I not,” the Tinkler said,

“My name 's Jock Johnstone," quo' the wight; “Though I and my mare should both go

“I winna keep in my name frae thee;

And here, tak thou thy sword again, doun !"

And better friends we two shall be." “I have armor on,” cried the Lord Douglas, “Cuirass and helm, as you may see."

But the Douglas swore a solemn oath, “The deil me care !" quo' the Tinkler lad; That was a debt he could never owe; “I shall have a skelp at them and thee."

He would rather die at the back of the dike

Than owe his sword to a man so low. “ You are not horsed," quo' the Lord Douglas, “And no remorse this weapon brooks."

“But if thou wilt ride under my banner, “ Mine's a right good yaud,” quo' the TinklerAnd bear my livery and my name, lad,

My right-hand warrior thou shalt be “And a great deal better nor she looks. And I 'll knight thee on the field of fame." “So stand to thy weapons, thou haughty lord, “Woe worth thy wit, good Lord Douglas, What I have taken I needs must give;

To think I'd change my trade for thine; Thou shalt never strike a tinkler again,

Far better and wiser would you be, For the langest day thou hast to live."

To live a journeyman of mine,

Then to it they fell, both sharp and snell,

Till the fire from both their weapons flew; But the very first shock that they met with,

The Douglas his rashness 'gan to rue.

“To mend a kettle or a casque,

Or clout a goodwife's yettlin' pan, —
Upon my life, good Lord Douglas,
| You 'd make a noble tinkler-inan !

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