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When deed of danger was to do.
SOLDIER'S SONG., :
Our vicar still preaches that Peter and Poule
The warder's challenge, heard without,
1 Bacchanalian interjection, borrowed from the Dutch.
: [" The greatest blemish in the poem, is the ribaldry and dull vulgarity which is put into the mouths of the soldiery in the guard-room. Mr. Scott has condescended to write a song for thein, which will be read with pain, we are persuaded, even by his warmest admirers; and his whole genius, and even his power of versification, seems to desert him when he attempts to repeat their conversation. Here is sone of the stuff which has dropped, in this inauspicious attempt, from the pen of one of the first poets of his age or country," etc. etc.-JEFFREY.)
A harper with him, and in plaid
No, comrade ;—no such fortune mine.
· [The MS. reads after this :
“Get thee an ape, and then at once
The leader of a juggler band." ] • The jongleurs, or jugglers, as we learn from the elaborate work of the late Mr. Strutt, on the sports and pastimes of the people of England, used to call in the aid of various asa sistants, to render these performances as captivating as possible. The glee-maiden was a necessary attendant. Her duty was tumbling and dancing ; and therefore the Anglo-Saxon version of Saint Mark's Gospel states Herodias to have vaulted or tumbled before King Herod. In Scotland, these poor creatures seem, even at a late period, to have been bondswomen to their masters, as appears from a case reported by Fountainball. “Reid the mountebank pursues Scot of Harden and his lady, for stealing away from him a little girl, called the tumbling-lassie, that danced upon his stage : and he claimed damages, and produced a contract, whereby he bought her from her mother for 301. Scots. But we have no slaves in Scotland, and mothers cannot sell their bairns; and physicians attested, the employment of tumbling would kill her; and her joints were now grown stiff, and she declined to return; though she was at least a 'prentice, and so could not run away from her master: yet some cited Moses's law, that if a servant shelter himself with thee, against his master's cruelty, thou shalt surely not deliver him up. The Lords, renitente cancellario, assoilzied Harden, on the 27th of January, (1687.)"-FOUNTAINHALL's Decisions, vol. i. p. 439.*
The facetious qualities of the ape soon rendered him an acceptable addition to the strolling band of the jongleur. Ben Jonson,' in his splenetic introduction to the comedy of “Bartholomew Fair," is at pains to inform the audience that he has ne'er a sword-and-buckler man in bis Fair, nor a juggler, with a well-educated ape, to come over the chaine for the King of England, and back again for the prince, and sit still on his haunches for the Pope and the King of Spaine."
* Though less to my purpose, I cannot help noticing a circumstance respecting another of this Mr. Reid's attendants, wbich occurred during James II.'s zeal for Catholic proselytism, and is told by Fountainball, with dry Scottish irony. "January 17th, 1687.- Reid the mountebank is received into the Popish church, and one of his blackamores was persuaded to accept of baptism from the Popish priests, and to turn Christian papist; which was a great trophy: he was called James, after the king and chancellor, and the Apostle James."-Ibid. p. 440.
And, having audience of the Earl,
the forester his fee ?
Boldly she spoke,"Soldiers, attend !
Their Captain came, a gallant young, ( Of Tullibardine's house he sprung,) Nor wore he yet the spurs of knight; Gay was his mien, his humour light, And, though by courtesy controllid, Forward his speech, his bearing bold. The high-born maiden ill could brook The scanning of bis curious look And dauntless eye;-and yet, in sooth, Young Lewis was a generous youth; But Ellen's lovely face and mien, Ill suited to the garb and scene, Might lightly bear construction strange, And give loose fancy scope to range. “ Welcome to Stirling towers, fair maid! Come ye to seek a champion's aid, On palfrey white, with harper hoar, - Like errant damosel of yore? Does thy high quest a knight require, Or may the venture suit a squire ? Her dark eye flash'd;-—she paused and sigh’d, .O what have I to do with pride! -Througli scenes of sorrow, shame, and strife, A suppliant for a father's life, I crave an audience of the King.. Behold, to back my suit, a ring, The royal pledge of grateful claims, Given by the Monarch to Fitz-James.” ?
The signet-ring young Lewis took,
.-" The Monarch gave to James Fitz-James.")
In semblance mean obscurely veild,
Forgive a haughty English heart,
When Ellen forth with Lewis went,
My lady, safe, O let your grace