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force of the charm, he rushed out of the house ; but, as it had conferred the external appearance of a hare, his servant, who waited without, halloo'd upon the discomfited wizard his own greyhounds, and pursued him so close, that, in order to obtain a moment's breathing to reverse the charm, Michael, after a very fatiguing course, was fain to take refuge in his own jaw-hole (anglice, common sewer.) In order to revenge himself of the witch of Falsehope, Michael, one morning in the ensuing harvest, went to the hill above the house with his dogs, and sent down his servant to ask a bit of bread from the good wife for his greyhounds, with instructions what to do if he met with a denial. Accordingly, when the witch had refused the boon with contumely, the servant, as his master had directed. laid above the door a paper, which he had given him, containing, amongst many cabalistical words, the well-known rhyme;Maister Michael Scott's man Sought meat, and gat name.
Immediately the good old woman, instead of pursuing her domestic occupation, which was baking bread for the reapers, began to dance round the fire, repeating the rhyme, and continued this exercise till her husband sent the reapers to the house, one after another to see . what had delayed their provision ; but the charm caught each as they entered, and, losing all idea of returning, they joined in the dance and chorus. At length the old man himself went to the house; but as his wife's frolic with Mr. Michael, whom he had seen on the bill, made him a little cautious, he contented himself with looking in at the window, and saw the reapers at their involuntary exercise, dragging his wife, now completely exhausted, sometimes round, and sometimes through the fire, which was, as usual, in the midst of the house. Instead of entering, he saddled a horse, and rode up the hill to humble himself before Michael, and beg a cessation of the spell; which the good natured warlock immediately granted, directing him to enter the house backwards, and, with his left hand, take the spell from
above the door; which accordingly ended the supernaw
The words, that cleft Eildon Hills in three,
Michael Scott was, onee upon a time, much embari rassed by a spirit, for whom he was under the necessity of finding constant employment. He commanded him to build a catald, or dam-head, across the Tweed at Kelso; it was accomplished in one night and still does honour to the infernal architect. Michael next order. ed, that Eildon hill, which was then a uniform cone, should be divided into three. Another night was suffi." eient to part its summit into three picturesque peaks which it now bears. At length the enchanter conquer. ed this indefatigable daemon, by employing him in the hopeless and endless task of making ropes out of seasand.
not E XV. That lamp shall burn unquenchctly,–P.34. Baptista Porta, and others authors who treat of natu
ral magie, talk much of eternal lamps, pretended to have been found burning in ancient sepulchnes. Forta
nius Licetus investigates the subject in a treatise, De £ucernis 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 Cieero. 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.-Mundus Subterraneus, p. 72. Delrio imputes the fabrication of such lights to magical skill. Disquisitiones Magicae, p. 58. In a very rare romanee, which “treateth of the lyse of Virgilius, and of his deth and many marvayles that he dyd in his lyfe-time, by wyehe-crafte and nygramancye, throughe the helpe of the devyls of hell,” mention is made of a very extraordinary process, in which one of | these mystieal lamps was employed. It seems that Virgil, as headvanced in years, became 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 withiron 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 frende, and he that I above alle men truste and know mooste of my secret:” and then he led the man into a cellar, where he made a fayer lamp at all seasons burnynge. And then sayd Virgilius to the , man, “Se you the barrel that standeth here 2" and he sayd yea: “Therein must you put me: fyrste ye must slee me, and hewe me smalle to pieces, and cut my head 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 therin may droppe and leake; | and yeshallixdayes long,ones in the day, fyll the lampē,
and sayle nat. And when this is all done, then shall I be renued, and made yonge agen.” At this extraordinary proposal, the confidant was sore abashed, and made some scruple of obeying his master's commands. At length, however, he 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. 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 flails. “And then the emperour entered into the castle with all his folke, and soughte all aboute in every corner after Virgilius; and at last they soughte so longe, that they came into the seller, where they sawe the lampe hang over the barrell, where Virgilius lay in deed. Then asked the enperour the man, who had made hym so herdy to put his mayster Virgilius so to dethe ; and the man answered no worde to the emperour. And then the emperour, with great anger, drew out his sworde, and slew he there Virgilius’ man. And when all this was done, then sawe the emperour, and all his folke, a naked child iii tymes rennynge about the barrel, saynge these wordes, ‘cursed be the tyme that ye ever came here I’ And with those words vanyshed the chylde awaye, and was never sene ageyn; and thus abyd Virgilius in the barrell deed.” Virg. bl, let. printed at Antwerp by John Doesborcke. This curious volume is in the waluable library of Mr. Douce; and is supposed to be a translation from the French, printed in Flanders for the English market. See Goujet Biblioth. Franc. ix. 225. Catalogue de la Bibliotheque Nationale, Tom. II, p. 5, De Bure, No. 3857.
NOTE xVI. He thought, as he took it, the dead man frowned—p. 36.
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, guoted from Sebastian Cobarruvias crozco
The idea of Lord Cranstoun's Goblin Page, is taken from a being called Gilpin Horner, who appeared, and made some stay, at a farm-house among the Bordermountains. A gentleman of that country has noted down the following particulars concerning his appearance.
“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 Todshawhill, in Eskedale-muir, the place where Gilpin appeared and staid for some time. He said there were two men, late in the evening, when it was growing dark, employed in fastening the horses upon the uttermost part of their ground, (that is, tying their forefeet together, to hinder them from travelling far in the night.) when they heard a voice, at some distance, crying," tint t 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 misshapen in limbs. As soon as