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peaks which it now bears. At length the enchanter conquered this indefatigable demon, by employing him in the hopeless and endless task of making ropes out of sea-sand.

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Note 15. Stanza xvii.

became

flails. << And then the emperour entered into the castle
with all his folke, and sought all aboute in every corner
after Virgilius; and at the last they soughte so long, that
they came into the seller, where they sawe the lampe
hang over the barrell where Virgilius lay in deed.
Then asked the emperor the man, who had made hym
so herdy to put his mayster Virgilius so to dethe; and
the man answered no word to the emperour. And then
the emperour, with great anger, drewe out his sworde,
And when all this
and slewe he there Virgilius' man.
was done, then sawe the emperour, and all his folke, a
naked childe iii tymes rennynge about the barrell, say-
inge these wordes, Cursed be the tyme that ye ever
came here!' And with those wordes vanyshed the
chylde awaye, and was never sene ageyne; and thus
Virgilius, bl. let,
abyd Virgilius in the barrell deed.

Note 16. Stanza xxi.

He thought, as he took it, the dead man frown'd. William of Deloraine might be strengthened in this belief by the well-known story of the Cid Ruy Diaz. When the body of that famous Christian champion was sitting in state by the high altar of the cathedral church of Toledo, where it remained for ten years, a certain malicious Jew attempted to pull him by the beard; but he had no sooner touched the formidable whiskers, than the corpse started up, and half unsheathed his sword. The Israelite fled; and so permanent was the effect of his terror, that he became Christian.-HEYwood's Hierarchie, p. 480, quoted from Sebastian Cobarruvias Crozee.

That lamp shall burn unquenchably. Baptista Porta, and other authors who treat of natural magic, talk much of eternal lamps, pretended to have been found burning in ancient sepulchres. Fortunius Licetus investigates the subject in a treatise, De Lucernis antiquorum reconditis, published at Venice, 1621. One of these perpetual lamps is said to have been discovered in the tomb of Tulliola, the daughter of Cicero. The wick was supposed to be composed of asbestos. Kircher enumerates three different receipts for constructing such lamps, and wisely concludes, that the thing is nevertheless impossible.-Mun-printed at Antwerpe by John Doesborcke. This curious dus Subterraneus, p. 72. Delrio imputes the fabrica- volume is in the valuable library of Mr Douce; and is tion of such lights to magical skill.—Disquisitiones Ma- supposed to be a translation from the French, printed gicæ, p. 58. In a very rare romance, which « treateth in Flanders for the English market. See Goujet Biblioth. of the lyfe of Virgilius, and of his death, and many | Franc. ix, 225. Catalogue de la Bibliothèque Nationale, marvayles that he dyd in his lyfe-time, by wychecrafte tom. II, p. 5. De Bure, No. 3857. and nygramancye, throughe the help of the devyls of hell, mention is made of a very extraordinary process, in which one of these mystical lamps was employed. It seems, that Virgil, as he advanced in years, desirous of renovating his youth by his magical art. For this purpose he constructed a solitary tower, having only one narrow portal, in which he placed twenty-four copper figures, armed with iron flails, twelve on each side of the porch. These enchanted statues struck with their flails incessantly, and rendered all entrance impossible, unless when Virgil touched the spring which stopped their motion. To this tower he repaired privately, attended by one trusty servant, to whom he communicated the secret of the entrance, and hither they conveyed all the magician's treasure. «Then sayde Virgilius, my dere beloved friende, and he that I above alle men trust and knowe mooste of my secrete; and then he led the man into a cellar, where he made a fayer lamp at all seasons burnynge. The idea of Lord Cranstoun's goblin-page is taken And then sayd Virgilius to the man, «Se you the from a being called Gilpin Horner, who appeared, and barrel that standeth here?» and he said, Yea: «There-made some stay, at a farm-house near the Border in must you put me: fyrste ye must slee me, and hewe me smalle to pieces, and cut my hed in iiii pieces, and salte the heed under in the bottom, and then the pieces there after, and my herte in the myddel, and then set the barrel under the lampe, that nyghte and day the fat therein may droppe and leak; and ye shall ix dayes long, ones in the day, fyll the lampe, and fayle nat. And when this is all done, then shall I be renued, and made younge agen.» At this extraordinary proposal, the confidant was sore abashed, and made some scruple of obeying his master's commands. At length, howhe complied, and Virgil was slain, pickled, and barrelled up, in all respects according to his own direction. The servant then left the tower, taking care to put the copper thrashers in motion at his departure.

ever,

He continued daily to visit the tower with the same precaution. Meanwhile, the emperor, with whom Virgil was a great favourite, missed him from the court, and demanded of his servant where he was. The domestic pretended ignorance, till the emperor threatened him with death, when at length he conveyed him to the enchanted tower. The same threat extorted a discovery of the mode of stopping the statues from wielding their

Note 17. Stanza xxxi.

The baron's Dwarf his courser held.

mountains. A gentleman of that country has noted down the following particulars concerning his appear

ance:

He

The only certain, at least, most probable account, that ever I heard of Gilpin Horner, was from an old man of the name of Anderson, who was born, and lived all his life, at Todshaw-hill, in Eskdale-muir, the place where Gilpin appeared and staid for some time. said there were two men, late in the evening, when it was growing dark, employed in fastening the horses upon the uttermost part of the ground (that is, tying their fore-feet together, to hinder them from travelling far in the night), when they heard a voice, at some distance, crying, Tint! tint! tint! one of the men, named Moffat, called out, What de'il has tint you? Come here. Immediately a creature, of something like a human form, appeared. It was surprisingly little, distorted in features, and mis-shapen in limbs. As soon as the two men could see it plainly, they ran home in a great fright, imagining they had met with some goblin. By the way Moffat fell, and it ran over

1 Tint signifies lost.

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repledged by the archbishop of Glasgow. The bail given by Robert Scott of Allenhaugh, Adam Scott of Burnefute, Robert Scott in Howfurde, Waiter Scott in Todshawhough, Walter Scott younger of Synton, Thomas Scott of Hayning, Robert Scott, William Scott, and James Scott, brothers of the said Walter Scott, Walter Scott in the Woll, and Walter Scott, son of William Scott of Harden, and James Wemyss in Eckford, all accused of the same crime, is declared to be forfeited. On the same day, Walter Scott of Synton, and Walter Chisholme of Chisholme, and William Scott of Harden, became bound, jointly and severally, that Sir Peter Cranstoun, and his kindred and servants, should receive no injury from them in future. At the same time, Patrick Murray of Fallohill, Alexander Stuart, uncle to the laird of Trakwhare, John Murray of Newhall, John Fairlye, residing in Selkirk, George Tait younger of Pirn, John Pennycuke of Pennycuke, James Ramsay of Cokpen, the Laird of Fassyde, and the Laird of Henderstoune, were all severally fined for not attending as jurors; being probably either in alliance with the accused parties, or dreading their vengeance. Upon the 20th of July following, Scott of Synton, Chisholme of Chisholme, Scott of Harden, Scott of Howpaslie, Scott of Burnfute, with many others, are

him, and was home at the house as soon as either of them, and staid there a long time; but I cannot say how long. It was real flesh and blood, and ate and drank, was fond of cream, and, when it could get at it, would destroy a great deal. It seemed a mischievous creature; and any of the children whom it could master, it would beat and scratch without mercy. It was once abusing a child belonging to the same Moffat, who had been so frightened by its first appearance; and he, ia a passion, struck it so violent a blow upon the side of the bead, that it tumbled upon the ground: but it was not stunned; for it set up its head directly, and exclaimed, Ah hah, Will o' Moffat, you strike sair!' (viz. sore.) After it had staid there long, one evening, when the women were milking the cows in the loan, it was playing among the children near by them, when suddenly they heard a loud shrill voice cry, three times, Gilpin Horner! It started, and said, 'That is me, I must away, and instantly disappeared, and was never heard of more. Old Anderson did not remember it, but said he had often heard his father, and other old men in the place, who were there at the time, speak about it; and in my younger years I have often heard it mentioned, and never met with any who had the remotest doubt as to the truth of the story; although, I must own, I cannot help thinking there must be some mis-ordered to appear at next calling, under the pains of representation in it.»-To this account I have to add the following particulars from the most respectable authority. Besides constantly repeating the word tint! fint! Gilpin Horner was often heard to call upon Peter Bertram or Be-teram, as he pronounced the word: and when the shrill voice called Gilpin Horner, he immediately acknowledged it was the summons of the said Peter Bertram; who seems therefore to have been the devil who had tint, or lost, the little imp. As much has been objected to Gilpin Horner, on account of his being supposed rather a device of the author than a popular superstition, I can only say, that no legend which I ever heard seemed to be more universally credited, and that many persons of a very good rank and considerable information are well known to repose absolute faith in the tradition.

Note 18. Stanza xxxiii.

But the Ladye of Branksome gather'd a band,
Of the best that would ride at her commani.

pre

Upon the 25th June, 1557, Dame Janet Beautoune Lady Buccleuch, and a great number of the name of Scott, delaitit (accused) for coming to the kirk of St Mary of the Lowes, to the number of two hundred persons bodin in feire of weire (arrayed in armour), and breaking open the doors of the said kirk, in order to apprehend the laird of Cranstoune for his destruction.» On the 20th July, a warrant from the queen is sented, discharging the justice to proceed against the Lady Buccleuch while new calling. Abridgment of Books of Adjournal in Advocates' Library.-The following proceedings upon this case appear on the record of the Court of Justiciary: On the 25th of June, 1557, Robert Scott, of Bowhill parish, priest of the kirk of St Mary's, accused of the convocation of the Queen's lieges, to the number of 200 persons, in warlike array, with jacks, helmets, and other weapons, and marching to the chapel of St Mary of the Lowes, for the slaughter of Sir Peter Cranstoun, out of ancient feud and malice prepense, and of breaking the doors of the said kirk, is

treason. But no farther procedure seems to have taken place. It is said, that, upon this rising, the kirk of Saint Mary's was burned by the Scotts.

CANTO III.

Note 1. Stanza iv.

When, dancing in the sunny beam,

He mark'd the crane on the baron's crest,

The crest of the Cranstouns, in allusion to their name, is a crane dormant, holding a stone in his foot; with an emphatic Border motto, Thou shalt want ere

I want.

Note 2. Stanza viii.

Much he marvell'd, a knight of pride,
Like a book-bosom'd priest should ride.

« At Unthank, two miles N. E. from the church (of
Ewes), there are the ruins of a chapel for divine service,
in time of popery. There is a tradition, that friars
were wont to come from Melrose, or Jedburgh, to bap-
tize and marry in this parish; and, from being in use
to carry the mass-book in their bosoms, they were
There is a
called, by the inhabitants, Book-a-bosomes.
man yet alive, who knew old men who had been bap-
tized by these Book-a-bosomes, and who says one of
them, called Hair, used this parish for a very long
time.»-Account of Parish of Ewes, apud MACFARLANE'S

MSS.

Note 3. Stanza ix.

It had much of glamour might.

Glamour, in the legends of Scottish superstition, means the magic power of imposing on the eye-sight of the spectators, so that the appearance of an object shall be totally different from the reality. The transformation of Michael Scott by the witch of Falsehope, already mentioned, was a genuine operation of Glamour.

To a similar charm the ballad of Johnny Fa' imputes the fascination of the lovely countess, who eloped with that gypsey leader :

Sae soon as they saw her weel-far'd face

They cast the glamour o'er her. It was formerly used even in war. In 1381, when the Duke of Anjou lay before a strong castle, upon the coast of Naples, a necromancer offered to make the ayre so thycke, that they within shall thynke that there is a great bridge on the see (by which the castle was surrounded), for ten men to go a front; and whan they within the castle se this bridge, they wil be so afrayde, that they shall yelde them to your mercy. The Duke demanded-Fayre master, on this bridge that ye speke of, may our people go thereon assuredly to the castell. to assayle it?-Syr, quod the enchantour, I dare not assure you that; for if any that passeth on the bridge make the signe of the crosse on hym, all shall go to noughte, and they that be on the bridge shall fall into the see. Then the Duke began to laugh; and a certain of young knightes, that were there present, said, Syr, for godsake, let the mayster essay his cunning; we shal leve making of any signe of the crosse on us for that tyme.» The Earl of Savoy, shortly after, entered the tent, and recognized in the enchanter the same person who had put the castle into the power of Sir Charles de la Payx, who then held it, by persuading the garrison of the Queen of Naples, through magical deception, that the sea was coming over the walls. avowed the feat, and added, that he was the man in the world most dreaded by Sir Charles de la Payx. By my fayth, quod the Erl of Savoy, ye say well; and will that Syr Charles de la Payx shall know that he hath gret wronge to fear you. But I shall assure him of you; for ye shall never do enchauntment to deceyve him, nor yet none other. I wolde nat that in tyme to come we shulde be reproached that in so high an enterprise as we be in, wherein there be so many noble knyghtes and squyres assembled, that we shulde do any thyng be enchauutment, nor that we shulde wyn our enemys by suche crafte. Then he called to him a servaunt, and sayd, go and get a hangman, and let him stryke of this mayster's heed without delay; and as sone as the Erl had commaunded it, incontynent it was done, for his heed was stryken off before the Erle's tent.FROISSART, vol. I, ch. 391, 392.

The

sage

The art of glamour, or other fascination, was anciently a principal part of the skill of the jongleur, or juggler, whose tricks formed much of the amusement of a Gothic castle. Some instances of this art may be found in the Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border, vol. III, p. 119. In a strange allegorical poem, called the Houlat, written by a dependent of the house of Douglas, about 1452-3, the jay, in an assembly of birds, plays the part of the juggler. His feats of glamour are thus described: He gart them see, as it semyt, in samyn hour, Hunting at herdis in bolts so hair; Same sailand on the see schippis of toure, Bernis battalland on bard brim as a bare; He coulde carye the coup of the kingis des, Syne leve in the ste le,

Bot a black bunwede;

He could of a benis hede,
Make a man mes.

He gart the emproure trow, and trewlye behald,
That the corneraik, the pundare at hand,
Had poyndit all his pris hors in a poynd fald,
Because thai ete of the corn in the kirkland.

He could wirk windaris, qubat way that he wald;
Mak a gray gus a gold garland,

A lang spere of a bittile for a berne bald,
Nobilis of nutschelles, and silver of sand.
Thus joukit with juxters the janglane ja,
Fair ladyes in ringis,
Knychtis in caralyngis,
Baythe dansis and singis,

It semyt as sa.

Note 4. Stanza x.

Now, if you ask who gave the stroke,

I cannot tell, so mot I thrive;

It was not given by man alive.

Dr Henry More, in a letter prefixed to Glanville's Saducismus Triumphatus, mentions a similar phenomenon. << I remember an old gentleman in the country, of my acquaintance, an excellent justice of peace, and a piece of a mathematician; but what kind of a philosopher he was, you may understand from a rhyme of his own making, which he commended to me at my taking horse in his yard, which rhyme is this:

Ens is nothing till sense finds out;

Sense ends in nothing, so naught goes about. Which rhyme of his was so rapturous to himself, that on the reciting of the second verse, the old man turned himself about upon his toe as nimbly as one may observe a dry leaf whisked round in the corner of an or chard-walk by some little whirlwind. With this philosopher I have had many discourses concerning the immortality of the soul and its distinction; when I have run him quite down by reason, he would but laugh at me, and say, this is logic, H. (calling me by my christian name); to which I replied, this is reason, father L. (for I used, and some others, to call him so); but it seems you are for the new lights, and immediate inspiration, which I confess he was as little for as for the other; but I said so only in way of drollery to him in those times, but truth is, nothing but palpable experience would move him; and being a bold man, and fearing nothing, he told me he had used all the magical ceremonies of conjuration he could, to raise the devil or a spirit, and had a most earnest desire to meet with one, but never could do it. But this he told me, when he did not so much as think of it, while his servant was pulling off his boots in the hall, some invisible hand gave him such a clap upon the back, that it made all ring again: so, thought he now, I am invited to the converse of my spirit, and therefore, so soon as his boots were off, and his shoes on, out he goes into the yard and next field, to find out the spirit that had given him this familiar clap on the back, but found none neither in the yard nor field next to it.

But though he did not feel this stroke, albeit he thought it afterwards (finding nothing come of it) a mere delusion; yet not long before his death, it had more force with him than all the philosophical arguments I could use to him, though I could wind him and non-plus him as I pleased; but yet all my arguments, how solid soever, made no impression upon him; wherefore, after several reasonings of this nature, whereby I would prove to him the soul's distinction from the body, and its immortality, when nothing of such subtle considerations did any more execution on his mind than some lightning is said to do, though it melts the sword, on the fuzzy consistency of the scabbardWell, said I, father L., though none of these things move you, I have something still behind, and what yourself

has acknowledged to me to be true, that may do the business:-Do you remember the clap on your back when your servant was pulling off your boots in the hall? Assure yourself, said I, father L., that goblin will be the first that will bid you welcome into the other world. Upon that his countenance changed most sensibly, and he was more confounded with this rubbing up his memory, than with all the rational or philosophical argumentations that I could produce.»

Note 5. Stanza xiii.

The running stream dissolved the spell.

It is a firm article of popular faith, that no enchantment can subsist in a running stream. Nay, if you can interpose a brook betwixt you and witches, spectres, or even fiends, you are safe. Burns's inimitable Tam 'Shanter, turns entirely upon such a circumstance. The belief seems to be of antiquity. Brompton informs us, that certain Irish wizards could, by spells, convert earthen clods, or stones, into fat pigs, which they sold in the market; but which always reassumed their proper form, when driven by the deceived purchasers across a running stream. But Brompton is severe on the Irish, for a very good reason, Gens ista spurcissima non solvunt decimas,-Chronicon Johannis Brompton apud decem Scriptores, p. 1076.

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A hundred valiant men had this brave Robin Hood,
Still ready at his call, that bowmen were right good;
All clad in Lincoln green, with caps of red and blue,
His fellow's winded horn not one of them but knew.
When setting to their lips their bugles shrill,
The warbling echoes waked from every dale and hill,
Their baaldries set with studs athwart their shoulders cast,
To which under their arms their sheafs were buckled fast,
A short sword at their belt, a buckler scarce a span,
Who struck below the knee not counted then a man.

All made of Spanish yew, their bows were wondrous strong,
They not an arrow drew but was a cloth-yard long.

Of archery they had the very perfect craft,

With broad arrow, or but, or prick, or roving shaft.

lyshe knightes and squyers were ryghte sore displeased, and sayde how it was a foule stroke. Syr Wyllyam Fermetone excused himselfe, and sayde how he was sorie of that adventure, and howe that yf he had knowen that it shulde have bene so, he wold never have begon it; sayenge how he could nat amende it, by cause of glaunsing of his fote by constraynt of the great stroke that Syr Johan of the Castell-Morante had given him.»> Ibid. ch. 573.

Note 7. Stanza xxiii.

And with a charm she staunch'd the blood.

See several charms for this purpose in Reginald Scott's
Discovery of Witchcraft, p. 373.

Tom Potts was but a serving man,
But yet he was a doctor good;

He bound his handkerchief on the wound,

And with some kind of words he staunched the blood.
Picces of Ancient Popular Poetry, Lond. 1791, p. 131.

Note 8. Stanza xxiii.

But she ba, ta'en the broken lance,

And wash'd it from the clotted gore,
And salved the splinter o'er and o'er.

Sir Kenelm Digby, in a discourse upon the cure by. sympathy, pronounced at Montpellier, before an assembly of nobles and learned men, translated into English by R. White, gentleman, and published in 1658, gives us the following curious surgical case:

Mr James Howel (well known in France for his public works, and particularly for his Dendrologie, translated into French by Mons. Baudouin) coming by chance, as two of his best friends were fighting in duel, he did his endeavour to part them; and, putting himselfe between them, seized, with his left hand, upon the hilt of the sword of one of the combatants, while, with his right hand, he laid hold of the blade of the other. They, being transported with fury, one against the other, struggled to rid themselves of the hindrance their friend made, that they should not kill one another; and one of them, roughly drawing the blade of his sword, cuts to the very bone the nerves and muscles of Mr Howel's hand; and then the other disengaged his hilts, and gave a crosse blow on his adversarie's head, which glanced towards his friend, who heaving up his sore hand to save the blow, he was wounded on the back of his hand as he had been before within. It seems some strange con

up

his hand

To wound an antagonist in the thigh, or leg, was reckoned contrary to the law of arms. In a tilt be-stellation reigned then against him, that he should lose twixt Gawin Michael, an English squire, and Joachim so much bloud by parting two such dear friends, who, Cathroe, a Frenchman, they met at the speare poynts had they been themselves, would have hazarded both rudely; the French squyer justed right pleasantly; the their lives to have preserved his : but this involuntary Englyshman ran too lowe, for he strak the Frenchman effusion of bloud by them, prevented that which they depe into the thygh. Wherewith the Erle of Bucking-sholde have drawn one from the other. For they, seeham was right sore displeased; and so were all the other ing Mr Howel's face besmeared with bloud, by heaving lordes, and sayde how it was shamefully done. FROIS up his wounded hand, they both ran to embrace him; SART, vol. I, ch. 366.-Upon a similar occasion, the aud, having searched his hurts, they bound two knyghts came a fote eche against other rudely, with one of his garters, to close the veins which were with their speares low couched, to stryke eche other cut and bled abundantly. They brought him home, within the foure quarters. Johan of Castell-Morante and sent for a surgeon. But this being heard at court, strake the Englysh squyer on the brest in such wyse, the king sent one of his own surgeons; for his majesty that Syr Wyllyam Fermeton stombled and bowed, for much affected the said Mr Howel. his fote a lyttel fayled him. He helde his speare lowe It was my chance to be lodged hard by him; and with bothe his handes, and could nat amende it, and four or five days after, as I was making myself ready, strake Sir Johan of the Castell-Morante in the thyghe, he came to my house, and prayed me to view his wounds; so that the speare went clene throughe, that the heed for I understand,' said he that you have extraordiwas sene a handfull on the other syde. And Syre Johan nary remedies on such occasions, and my surgeons apwith the stroke reled, but he fell nat. Than the Eng-prehend some fear that it may grow to a gangrene, and

so the hand must be cut off." In effect, his countenance discovered that he was in much pain, which he said was insupportable, in regard of the extreme inflammation. I told him I would willingly serve him; but if haply he knew the manner how I would cure him, without touching or seeing him, it may be he would not expose himself to my manner of curing, because he would think it, peradventure, either ineffectual or superstitious. He replied,' the wonderful things which many have related unto me of your way of medicinement makes me nothing doubt at all of its efficacy; and all that I have to say unto you is comprehended in the Spanish proverb, Hagase el milagro, y hagalo Mahoma-Let the miracle be done, though Mahomet do it.'

<< I asked him then for any thing that had the blood upon it; so he presently sent for his garter, wherewith his hand was first bound: and as I called for a bason of water, as I would wash my hands, I took a handful of powder of vitriol, which I had in my study, and presently dissolved it. As soon as the bloudy garter was brought me, I put it within the bason, observing in the interim, what Mr Howel did, who stood talking with a gentleman in a corner of my chamber, not regarding at all what I was doing; but he started suddenly, as if he had found some strange alteration in himself. I asked him what he ailed? I know not what ails me; but I finde that I feel no more pain. Methinks that a pleasing kinde of freshnesse, as it were a wet cold napkin, did spread over my hand, which hath taken away the inflammation that tormented me before.' I replyed, 'Since then that you feel already so good effect of my medicament, I advise you to cast away all your playsters; only keep the wound clean, and in a moderate temper betwixt heat and cold.' This was presently reported to the Duke of Buckingham, and a little after to the king, who were both very curious to know the circumstance of the business, which was, that after dinner I took the garter out of the water, and put it to dry before a great fire. It was scarce dry, but Mr Howel's servant came running, that his master felt as much burning as ever he had done, if not more; for the heat was such as if his hand were 'twixt coles of fire. I answered, although that had happened at present, yet he should find ease in a short time; for I knew the reason of this new accident, and would provide accordingly; for his master should be free from that inflammation, it may be before he could possibly return to him: but in case he found no ease, I wished him to come presently back again; if not, he might forbear coming. Thereupon he went; and at the instant I did put again the garter into the water, whereupon he found his master without any pain at all. To be brief, there was no sense of pain afterward; but within five or six dayes the wounds were cicatrized, and entirely healed.» P. 6.

The king (James V:) obtained from Sir Kenelm the discovery of his secret, which he pretended had been taught him by a Carmelite friar, who had learned it in Armenia, or Persia. Let not the age of animal magnetism and metallic tractors smile at the sympathetic powder of Sir Kenelm Digby. Reginald Scott mentions the same mode of cure in these terms: And that which is more strange... they can remedie anie stranger with that verie sword wherewith they are wounded. Yea, and that which is beyond all admiration, if they stroke the sword upward with their fingers,

the partie shall feele no pain; whereas, if they draw their fingers downwards, thereupon the partie wounded shall feeie intollerable pain.» I presume that the success ascribed to the sympathetic mode of treatment might arise from the pains bestowed in washing the wound, and excluding the air, thus bringing on a cure by the first intention. It is introduced by Dryden in the Enchanted Island, a (very unnecessary) alteration of the Tempest:

Ariel. Anoint the sword which pierced him with this
Weapon-salve, and wrap it close from air,

Till I have time to visit him again.-Act. v. sc. 2.

Again, in scene 4th, Miranda enters, with Hippolito's sword wrapt up:

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9. Stanza xxvii.

On Penchryst glows a bale of fire,

And three are kindling on Priestbaugh-swire.

The Border beacons, from their number and position, formed a sort of telegraphic communication with Edinburgh.-The act of parliament 1455, c. 48, directs, that one bale, or fagot, shall be warning of the ap proach of the English in any manner; two bales, that they are coming indeed; four bales, blazing beside each other, that the enemy are in great force. << The same taikenings to be watched and maid at Eggerhope (Eggerstane) Castell, fra they se the fire of Hume, that they fire right swa. And in like manner on Sowtra Edge, sall se the fire of Eggerhope Castell, and mak taikening in like manner: And then may all Louthaine be warned, and in special the Castell of Edinburgh; and their four fires to be made in like manner, that they in Fyfe, and fra Striveling east, and the est part of Louthaine, and to Dunbar, all may se them, and come to the defence of the realme. These beacons (at least in latter times) were a long and strong tree set up, with a long iron pole across the head of it, and an iron brander fixed on a stalk in the middle of it for holding a tar-barrel.»-STEVENSON's History, vol. II, P. 701.

Note 10. Stanza xxvii.

Our kin, and clan, and friends to raise.

The speed with which the Borderers collected great bodies of horse, may be judged of from the following extract, when the subject of the rising was much less important than that supposed in the romance. It is taken from Carey's Memoirs:

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Upon the death of the old Lord Scroop, the queen gave the west wardenry to his son, that had married my sister. He, having received that office, came to me with great earnestness, and desired me to be his deputy, offering me that I should live with him in his house; that he would allow me half a dozen men, and as many horses, to be kept at his charge; and his fee being 1000 marks yearly, he would part it with me, and I should have the half. This his noble offer I accepted of, and went with him to Carlisle, where I was no sooner come,

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