Who for their deeds and martiall feates, Amongst all other nations Wer feared throwgh the world. 20 And in the castle off Tyntagill And when I was fifteen yeere old, And drove the Saxons from the realme, All Scotland then throughe manly feats Ireland, Denmarke, Norway, These countryes wan I all; I conquered all Gallya, That now is called France; And slew the hardye Froll in feild And the ugly gyant Dynabus Soe terrible to vewe, That in Saint Barnards mount did lye, And Lucyus the emperour of Rome And a thousand more of noble knightes Ver. 23. She is named "Igerna " in the old Chronicles. Ver. 24. his. MS. Ver. 39. Froland field. MS. Froll according to the Chronicles was a Roman knight governor of Gaul. Ver. 41. Danibus. MS. Five kinges of 'paynims' I did kill Whose carcasse I did send to Rome Cladd poorlye on a beere ; And afterward I past Mount-Joye The next approaching yeere. Then I came to Rome, where I was mett Right as a conquerour, And by all the cardinalls solempnelye I was crowned an emperour. One winter there I made abode : Then word to mee was brought Howe Mordred had oppressd the crowne : Att home in Brittaine with my queene; To Brittaine backe, with all my power, And soone at Sandwiche I arrivde, But yett at last I landed there, For there my nephew sir Gawaine dyed, The whiche sir Lancelot in fight Had given him before. Thence chased I Mordered away, And still I him pursued with speed Ver. 49, of Pavye. MS. 50 55 60 65 70 75 80 Wherby an appointed day of fight Where we did fight, of mortal life Till of a hundred thousand men There all the noble chivalrye There all the traiterous men were slaine And there dyed all my vallyant knightes. Two and twenty yeere I ware the crowne VI. A DYTTIE TO HEY DOWNE. COPIED from an old MS. in the Cotton Library, [Vesp. A. 25.] intitled, "Divers things of Hen. viij's time." WHO sekes to tame the blustering winde, Or els against dame nature's kinde To'change' things frame by cunning skyll : That man I thinke bestoweth paine, Thoughe that his laboure be in vaine. Ver. 92. perhaps "fates." Ver. 4. causse. MS. 100 95 90 85 Who strives to breake the sturdye steele, Which never can by force be done : Who thinks to stryve against the streame, So he lykewise, that goes about To please eche eye and every eare, God grant eche man one to amend ; 25 And let us pray unto the end, That we may have our princes grace: Amen, amen! so shall we gaine A dewe reward for all our paine. 30 VII. GLASGERION. AN ingenious Friend thinks that the following old Ditty (which is printed from the editor's folio MS.) may possibly have given birth to the Tragedy of "the Orphan," in which Polidore intercepts Monimia's intended favours to Castalio. See what is said concerning the hero of this song, (who is celebrated by Chaucer under the name of "Glaskyrion ") in the Essay prefixed to Vol. i. Note H. Pt. iv. (2.) GLASGERION was a kings owne sonne, And soe did hee in the queens chamber, And then bespake the kinges daughter; "Strike on, strike on, Glasgèrion, Of thy striking doe not blinne: Theres never a stroke comes oer thy harpe, "Faire might he fall, ladye," quoth hee, "But come to my bower, my Glasgeriòn, As I am a ladie true of my promise, Home then came Glasgèrion, And, "come thou hither, Jacke my boy; For the kinges daughter of Normandye "O master, master," then quoth hee, But up then rose that lither ladd, Ver. 6, wood. MS. Ver. 16. harte. MS. |