Romantic Ballads [8]
the earth they disappear'd.
I flung myself upon my frighten'd barb, Just as the shades began to grow less murk, And sun-beams clad the sky in gayer garb.
Let each young warrior from such places fly: Disease and death beneath the flowers lurk; And elves would suck the warm blood from his eye.
THE HEDDYBEE-SPECTRE. FROM THE OLD DANISH.
I clomb in haste my dappled steed, And gallop'd far o'er mount and mead; And when the day drew nigh its close, I laid me down to take repose.
I laid me down to take repose, And slumbers sweet fell o'er my brows: And then, methought, as there I slept, From out the ground the dead man leapt.
Said he, "If thou art valiant, Knight, My murder soon will see the light; For thou wilt ride to Heddybee, Where live my youthful brothers three:
"And there, too, thou wilt surely find My father dear and mother kind; And there sits Kate, my much-loved wife, Who with her women took my life.
"They chok'd me, as in bed I lay, Then wrapp'd me in a truss of hay; And bore me out at dead of night, And laid me in this lonely height.
"The Groom, who lately clean'd my stall, Now struts and vapours through my hall, - Eats gaily with my silver knife, And sleeps with Kate, my much-lov'd wife.
"His place is highest at the board; But what is most to be deplor'd, He gives my babes so little bread, And mocks them now their sire is dead.
"Clad in my clothes he proudly stalks Along the shady forest-walks; And, arm'd with bow and hunting spear, He shoots my birds and stabs my deer.
"Were I alive, to meet him now, All underneath the linden bough, With no one nigh, my wrath to check, I'd wring his head from off his neck!
"But hie thee hence to Heddybee, Where live my youthful brothers three; First tell them all--then stab the groom - Allow my wife a milder doom."
SIR JOHN. FROM THE OLD DANISH.
Sir Lave to the island stray'd; He wedded there a lovely maid: "I'll have her yet," said John.
He brought her home across the main, With knights and ladies in the train: "I'm close behind," said John.
They plac'd her on the bridal seat; Sir Lave bade them drink and eat: "Aye: that we will," said John.
The servants led her then to bed, But could not loose her girdle red! "I can, perhaps," said John.
He shut the door with all his might; He lock'd it fast, and quench'd the light: "I shall sleep here," said John.
A servant to Sir Lave hied; - "Sir John is sleeping with the bride:" "Aye, that I am," said John.
Sir Lave to the chamber flew: "Arise, and straight the door undo!" "A likely thing!" said John.
He struck with shield, he struck with spear - "Come out, thou Dog, and fight me here!" "Another time," said John.
"And since thou with my bride hast lain, To our good king I will complain." "That thou canst do," said John.
As soon as e'er the morning shone, Sir Lave sought our monarch's throne; I'll go there too," said John.
"O King, chastise this wicked wight, For with my wife he slept last night." "'T is very true," said John.
"Since ye two love one pretty face, Your lances must decide the case." "With all my heart," said John.
The sun on high was shining bright, And thousands came to see the fight: "Lo! here I am:" said John.
The first course that they ran so free, Sir John's horse fell upon his knee: "Now help me God!" said John.
The next course that they ran, in ire, Sir Lave fell among the mire. "He's dead enough!" said John.
The victor to the castle hied, And there in tears he found the bride: "Thou art my own," said John.
That night, forgetting all alarms, Again she blest him in her arms. "I have her now!" said John.
MAY {3} ASDA. FROM THE DANISH OF OEHLENSLAEGER.
May Asda is gone to the merry green wood; Like flax was each tress on her temples that stood; Her cheek like the rose-leaf that perfumes the air; Her form, like the lily-stalk, graceful and fair:
She mourn'd for her lover, Sir Frovin the brave, For he had embark'd on the boisterous wave; And, burning to gather the laurels of war, Had sail'd with King Humble
I flung myself upon my frighten'd barb, Just as the shades began to grow less murk, And sun-beams clad the sky in gayer garb.
Let each young warrior from such places fly: Disease and death beneath the flowers lurk; And elves would suck the warm blood from his eye.
THE HEDDYBEE-SPECTRE. FROM THE OLD DANISH.
I clomb in haste my dappled steed, And gallop'd far o'er mount and mead; And when the day drew nigh its close, I laid me down to take repose.
I laid me down to take repose, And slumbers sweet fell o'er my brows: And then, methought, as there I slept, From out the ground the dead man leapt.
Said he, "If thou art valiant, Knight, My murder soon will see the light; For thou wilt ride to Heddybee, Where live my youthful brothers three:
"And there, too, thou wilt surely find My father dear and mother kind; And there sits Kate, my much-loved wife, Who with her women took my life.
"They chok'd me, as in bed I lay, Then wrapp'd me in a truss of hay; And bore me out at dead of night, And laid me in this lonely height.
"The Groom, who lately clean'd my stall, Now struts and vapours through my hall, - Eats gaily with my silver knife, And sleeps with Kate, my much-lov'd wife.
"His place is highest at the board; But what is most to be deplor'd, He gives my babes so little bread, And mocks them now their sire is dead.
"Clad in my clothes he proudly stalks Along the shady forest-walks; And, arm'd with bow and hunting spear, He shoots my birds and stabs my deer.
"Were I alive, to meet him now, All underneath the linden bough, With no one nigh, my wrath to check, I'd wring his head from off his neck!
"But hie thee hence to Heddybee, Where live my youthful brothers three; First tell them all--then stab the groom - Allow my wife a milder doom."
SIR JOHN. FROM THE OLD DANISH.
Sir Lave to the island stray'd; He wedded there a lovely maid: "I'll have her yet," said John.
He brought her home across the main, With knights and ladies in the train: "I'm close behind," said John.
They plac'd her on the bridal seat; Sir Lave bade them drink and eat: "Aye: that we will," said John.
The servants led her then to bed, But could not loose her girdle red! "I can, perhaps," said John.
He shut the door with all his might; He lock'd it fast, and quench'd the light: "I shall sleep here," said John.
A servant to Sir Lave hied; - "Sir John is sleeping with the bride:" "Aye, that I am," said John.
Sir Lave to the chamber flew: "Arise, and straight the door undo!" "A likely thing!" said John.
He struck with shield, he struck with spear - "Come out, thou Dog, and fight me here!" "Another time," said John.
"And since thou with my bride hast lain, To our good king I will complain." "That thou canst do," said John.
As soon as e'er the morning shone, Sir Lave sought our monarch's throne; I'll go there too," said John.
"O King, chastise this wicked wight, For with my wife he slept last night." "'T is very true," said John.
"Since ye two love one pretty face, Your lances must decide the case." "With all my heart," said John.
The sun on high was shining bright, And thousands came to see the fight: "Lo! here I am:" said John.
The first course that they ran so free, Sir John's horse fell upon his knee: "Now help me God!" said John.
The next course that they ran, in ire, Sir Lave fell among the mire. "He's dead enough!" said John.
The victor to the castle hied, And there in tears he found the bride: "Thou art my own," said John.
That night, forgetting all alarms, Again she blest him in her arms. "I have her now!" said John.
MAY {3} ASDA. FROM THE DANISH OF OEHLENSLAEGER.
May Asda is gone to the merry green wood; Like flax was each tress on her temples that stood; Her cheek like the rose-leaf that perfumes the air; Her form, like the lily-stalk, graceful and fair:
She mourn'd for her lover, Sir Frovin the brave, For he had embark'd on the boisterous wave; And, burning to gather the laurels of war, Had sail'd with King Humble