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brother, John de Seton, had the same fate at Newcastle ; both were considered as accomplices in the slaughter of Comyn, but in what manner they were particularly accessary to that deed does not appear.

The fate of Sir Simon Fraser, or Frizel, ancestor of the family of Lovat, is dwelt upon at great length, and with savage exultation, by the English historians. This knight, who was renowned for personal gallantry and high deeds of chivalry, was also made prisoner, after a gallant defence, in the battle of Methven. Some stanzas of a ballad of the times, which, for the sake of rendering it intelligible, I have translated out of its rude orthography, give minute particulars of his fate. It was written immediately at the period, for it mentions the Earl of Athole as not yet in custody. It was first published by the indefatigable Mr Ritson, but with so many contractions and peculiarities of character, as to render it illegible, excepting by antiquaries.

This was before Saint Bartholomew's mass,
That Frizel was y-taken, were it more other less,
To Sir Thomas of Multon, gentil baron and free,
And to Sir John Jose be-take tho was he

To hand
He was y-fettered wele
Both with iron and steel

To bringen to Scotland.

Soon after the tiding to the king come,
He sent him to London, with mony armed groom,
He came in at Newgate, I tell you it on a-plight,
A garland of leaves on his head y-dight

Of green,

For he should be y-know
Both of high and of low,

For the traitour I ween.

Y-fettered were his legs under his horses wombe,
Both with iron and with steel mancled were his hond,
A garland of pervynk * set up his heved, t
Much was the power that him was bereved,

In land.
So God me amend,
Little he ween'd

So to be brought in hand.

This was upon our lady's even, forsooth I understand,
The justices sate for the knights of Scotland,
Sir Thomas of Multon, an kinde knyght and wise,
And Sir Ralph of Sandwich that mickle is hold in price,
Then said the justice, that gentil is and free,
Sir Simond Frizel the king's traiter hast thou be ;
In water and in land that mony mighten see,
What sayst thou thereto how will thou quite be,

And Sir John Abel,
Moe I might tell by tale
Both of great and small

Yę know sooth well.

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With fetters and with gins* y-hot he was to draw
From the Tower of London that many men might know,
In a kirtle of Burel, a selcouth wise,
And a garland in his head of the new guise.

Through Cheape
Many men of England
For to see Symond

Thitherward can leap.

Though he cam to the gallows first he was on hung,
All quick beheaded that him thought long ;
Then he was y-opened, his bowels y-brend,+
The heved to London-bridge was send

To shende.
So evermore mote I the,
Some while weered he

Thus, little to stand. I

* He was condemned to be drawn.

† Burned. # Meaning, at one time he little thought to stand thus.

He rideth through the city, as I tell may,
With gamen and with solace that was their play,
To London-bridge he took the way,
Mony was the wives child that thereon lacketh-a-day, *

And said, alas !
That he was y-born
And so vilely forlorn

So fair man he was.t

Now standeth the heved above the tu-brigge,
Fast by Wallace sooth for to segge ;
After succour of Scotland long may he pry,
And after help of France what halt it to lie,

I ween,
Better him were in Scotland,
With his axe in his hand,

To play on the green, &c.

The preceding stanzas contain probably as minute an account as can be found of the trial and execution of state cri. minals of the period. Superstition mingled its horrors with those of a ferocious state policy, as appears from the following singular narrative.

« The Friday next, before the assumption of Our Lady, King Edward met Robert the Bruce at Saint Johnstoune, in Scotland, and with his company, of which company King Ed. ward quelde seven thousand. When Robert the Bruce saw this mischief, and gan to flee, and hov'd him that men might not him find ; but S. Simond Frisell pursued was so sore, so that he turned again and abode bataille, for he was a worthy knight and a bolde of bodye, and the Englishmen pursuede him sore on every side, and quelde the steed that Sir Simon Frisell rode upon, and then toke him and led him to the host. And S. Symond began for to flatter and speke fair, and saide, Lordys, I shall give you four thousand markes of silver, and myne horse and harness, and all my armoure and income. Tho' answered Thobaude of Pevenes, that was the kinges archer, Now, God me so helpe, it is for nought that thou speakest, for all the gold of England I would not let thee go without commandment of King Edward. And tho' he was led to the king, and the king would not see him, but commanded to lead him away to his doom in London, on Our Lady's even nativity. And he was hung and drawn, and his head smitten off, and hanged again with chains of iron upon the gallows, and his head was set at London-bridge upon a spear, and against Christmas the body was burnt, for encheson (reason) that the men that keeped the body saw many devils ramping with iron crooks, running upon the gallows, and horribly tormenting the body. And many that them saw, anon thereafter died for dread, or waxen mad, or sore sickness they had.”-MS. Chronicle in the British Museum, quoted by Rit.

* viz. Saith Lack-a-day.

† The gallant knight, like others in the same situation, was pitied by the female spectators as “ a proper young man.”

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