The fempftress is filent; the ftranger complies, Each mifs then exclaim'd, while fhe turn'd up her fnout, The pot-boys ran in, and the pot-boys ran out, "Behold me, thou jilt-flirt! behold me!" he cried; "You've broken the faith which you gave! "God grants, that, to punish your falfehood and pride, Thus faying, the phyfic her throat he forced down, Then bore to his chariot the damfel fo brown; Nor ever again was she feen in that town, Or the Doctor who whifk'd her away. Not long liv'd the Brewer: and none fince that time There There Sally Green fuffers the pain of her crime, At midnight four times in each year does her sprite "I won't take the rhubarb !" fhe fqualls in affright, While, a cup in his left hand, a draught in his right, Giles Jollup pursues her around! With wigs fo well powder'd, their fees while they crave, No The original is to be found in the "Kiampe-Viifer," Copenhagen, 1739. My version of this Ballad (as also of most of the Danish Ballads in this collection) was made from a German translation to be found in Herder's "Volkslieder." THE knight laid his head upon Elver's Hoh, "Arife! thou gallant young warrior, arife, "For the dance it goes gaily and featly! "Arife, thou gallant young warrior, arise, "And dance with us now and for ever! "My "My damfels with mufic thine ear shall surprise, "And sweeter a mortal heard never-" Then ftraight of young maidens appear'd a fair throng, The winds they were ftill as the founds flew along, The winds they were ftill as the founds flew along, And calm'd the loud rush of their fountains: And nightingales, charm'd the fweet accents to hear, "Now hear me, thou gallant young warrior, now hear! "If thou wilt partake of our pleasure, "We'll teach thee to draw the pale moon from her sphere, "We'll fhow thee the forcerer's treasure ! "We'll teach thee the Runic rhyme, teach thee to hold "The wild bear in magical fetters, "To charm the red dragon, who broods over gold, "And tame him by mystical letters.” Now hither, now thither, then danced the gay band, By witchcraft the hero surprising, Who ever fat filent, his fword in his hand, Their sports and their pleasures defpifing. "Now -"Now hear me, thou gallant young warrior, now hear! "If ftill thou difdain'ft what we proffer, "With dagger and knife from thy breaft will we tear "Thine heart, which refuses our offer!" Oh! glad was the knight when he heard the cock crow! Elfe must he have stayed upon Elver's Hoh, No. |