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66 Robin, that warld is now away,
“ And quyt brocht till an end,
" Sall it be as thou wend;
« I words in vain did spend;
“ Murn on, I think to mend.”
Makyne, the hope of all my heil,
My heart on thee is set ;
Quhyle I may live but lett,
Quhat grace fo eir I get.
“ Adieu, for this we met.”
Makyne went hameward blyth enough,
Outowre the holtis hair,
Scho fang, and he ficht fair :
In dolor and in care,
Amang the rushy gair.
GENTLE HERDSMAN, TELL TO ME.
DIALOGUE BETWEEN A PILGRIM AND HERDSMAN.
The scene of this beautiful old ballad is laid near Walsingham, in Norfolk, where was anciently an image of the Virgin Mary, famous all over Europe for the numerous pilgrimages made to it, and the great riches it possessed. Erasmus has given a very exaćt and humorous description of the fuperftitions practised there in his time. See his account of the VIRGO PARATHALASSIA, in his colloquy, intitled, PereGRINATIO RELIGIONIS ERGO. He tells us, the rich offerings in filver, gold, and precious stones, that were there shewn bin, were incredible, there being scarce a person of any note in England, but what some time or other paid a visit, or jent a present to OUR LADY OF WALSINGHAM.
At the dissolution of the monasteries in 1538, this splendid image, with another from Ipszich, was carried to Chelsea, and there burnt in the presence of commiffioners; who, we trust, did not burn the jewels and the finery.
This poem is printed from a copy in the Editor's folio MS. which had greatly suffered by the hand of time ; but vestiges of several of the lines remaining, some conjectural supplements have been attempted, which, for greater exactness are in abis une ballad diftinguished by italicks.
Entle herdsman, tell to me,
Of curtesy I thee pray,
Which is the right and ready way.
“ Unto the towne of Walfingram
is hard for to be gone; “ And verry crooked are those pathes
“ For you to find out all alone.”
? Were the miles doubled thrise,
And the way never foe ill,
Itt is foe grievous and foe ill.
Thy yeares are young, thy face is fa:re,
“ Thy witts are wcake, thy thoughts are greene; • Time hath not given thee leave, as yett, 15
“ For to committ fo great a finne.”
Yes, herdsman, yes, soe woldst thou say,
If thou kneweit soe much as I;
Have well deserved for to dye.
I am not what I feeme to bee,
My clothes, and sexe doe differ farr,
Born to greeffe and irksome care.
For my beloved, and well-beloved,
My wayward cruelty could kill :
Mot dearel; I bezail bim fill.
He was the flower of noble wights,
None ever more fincere colde bee; Of comelye mien and shape he was,
And tenderlye bee loved mee.
Wben thus I saw he loved me well,
I grewe so proude his paine to fee, Tbat I, who did not know myselfe,
Thought fcorne of such a youth as hee.
And grew foe coy and nice to please,
As womens lookes are often soe,
Unlelle I willed him foe to doe.
Thas being wearyed with delayes,
To see I pityed not his greeffe, He gott him to a secrett place,
And there hee dyed without releeffe.
And for his fake these weedes I weare,
age; And every day Ile begg my bread,
To undergoe this pilgrimage.
Thus every day I faft and praye,
And ever will doe till I dye ; And gett me to some secrett place,
For soe did hee, and foe will I.
Now, gentle herdsman, aske no more,
But keepe my fecretts I thee pray;
Show me the right and readye way.
" Now goe thy wayes, and God before !
“ For he must ever guide thee ftill:
“ And foe, faire Pilgrim, fare thee well!” 60
K.EDWARDIV.ANDTANNER OF TAMWORTH
Was a story of great fame among our ancestors. The author of the Art of English Poesie, 1589, 4to, seems to speak of it, as a real fact.-Describing that vicious mode of speech, which the Greeks called ACYRON, i.e. “ When we use a dark and obscure word, utterly repugnant to that we would express ;” he adds, “ Such manner of un" couth speech did the Tanner of Tamworth use to king Ed“ ward the fourth; which Tanner, having a great while " mistaken him, and used very broad talke with him, at
length, perceiving by his traine that it was the king, was afraide he should be punished for it, [and] said thus, with a certaine rude repentance,
“ I hope I shall be hanged to-morrow, "for (I feare me] I shall be hanged, whereat the king
laughed a good, not only to see the Tanners vaine feare, but also to beare his illhapen terme ; and gave