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(Percy, Earl of Northumberland, had owed 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 Chevint." The circum. stances 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 Jawes I.)
God prosper long our noble king,
Our lives and safeties all ;
In Chevy-Chase befall.
The bowmen mustered on the hills,
Well able to endure ;
That day was guarded sure.
The nimble deer to take,
An echo shrill did make.
To drive the deer with hound and horn
Earl Percy took his way ;
The hunting of that day.
A vow to God did make,
Three summer days to take,
To kill and bear away.
In Scotland where he lay ;
He would prevent his sport.
Did to the woods resort,
All chosen men of might,
To aim their shafts aright.
To chase the fallow deer ;
When daylight did appear ;
A hundred fat bucks slain ;
To rouse the deer again.
Lord Percy to the quarry went,
To view the slaughtered deer; Quoth he, “Earl Douglas promised
This day to meet me here;
No longer would I stay";
Thus to the earl did say :-
His men in armor bright ;
All marching in our sight;
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 ;
In Scotland or in France,
But if my hap it were,
With him to break a spear.”
Most like a baron bold,
Whose armor shone like gold. “Show me," said he, “whose men you be,
That hunt so boldly here,
And kill my fallow-deer.”
The first man that did answer make,
Was noble Percy he — Who said, “We list not to declare,
Nor show whose men we be:
And throwing straight their bows away,
They grasped their swords so bright; And now sharp blows, a heavy shower,
On shields and helmets light.
“Yet will we spend our dearest blood
Thy chiefest harts to slay."
And thus in rage did say:
They closed full fast on every side,
No slackness there was found; And many a gallant gentleman
Lay gasping on the ground.
“Ere thus I will out-bravéd be,
One of us two shall die ; I know thee well, an earl thou art, –
Lord Percy, so am I.
“ But trust me, Percy, pity it were,
And great offence, to kill Any of these our guiltless men,
For they have done no ill.
"Let you and me the battle try,
And set our men aside." “Accursed be he,” Earl Percy said,
“By whom this is denied."
Then stepped a gallant squire forth,
Witherington was his name, Who said, "I would not have it told
To Henry, our king, for shame, “That e'er my captain fought on foot,
And I stood looking on. You two be earls,” said Witherington,
“And I a squire alone ; “I'll do the best that do I may,
While I have power to stand ; While I have power to wield my sword
I'll fight with heart and hand.” Our English archers bent their bows,
Their hearts were good and true; At the first night of arrows sent,
Full fourscore Scots they slew.
In truth, it was a grief to see
How each one chose his spear,
Did gush like water clear.
Like captains of great might,
And made a cruel fight. · They fought until they both did sweat,
With swords of tempered steel, Until the blood, like drops of rain,
They trickling down did feel. “Yield thee, Lord Percy," Douglas said,
“In faith I will thee bring Where thou shalt high advanced be
By James, our Scottish king.
And this report of thee, —
That ever I did see."
“Thy proffer I do scom ; I will not yield to any Scot
That ever yet was born."
Out of an English bow,
A deep and deadly blow; Who never spake more words than these :
"Fight on, my merry men all ; For why, my life is at an end;
Lord Percy sees my fall."
The dead man by the hand;
Would I had lost my land.
With sorrow for thy sake ;
Mischance did never take."
Yet stays Earl Douglas on the bent,
As chieftain stout and good ; As valiant captain, all unmoved,
The shock he firmly stood. His host he parted had in three,
As leader ware and tried ; And soon his spearmen on their foes
Bore down on every side.
Throughout the English archery
They dealt full many a wound"; But still our valiant Englishmen
All firinly kept their ground.
Robin Hood lived.
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.
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." (Or 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 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 skill
“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,
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.”
“How As Robin Hood in the forest stood,
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
“O. welcome, 0, welcome," the bishop he said, It was clean cast away ;
“That music best pleaseth me."
“You shall have no music," quoth Robin Hood, And at every step he fetched a sigh, “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 iny merry men and me?"
• Stop nor stay.