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The fempftress is filent; the stranger complies,
And his wig from his phiz deigns to pull.
Each miss then exclaim'd, while she turn'd up her fnout,
-“ Sir, your head isn't fit to be seen !"– The pot-boys ran in, and the pot-boys ran out, And couldn't conceive what the noise was about,
While the Doctor address’d Sally Green:
" Behold me, thou jilt-flirt ! behold me!” he cried; “ You've broken the faith which you gave! “ God grants, that, to punish your falsehood and pride, “ Over-eating should give you a pain in your side: “ Come, swallow this rhubarb ! I'll physic the bride,
“ And send her well-dosed to the grave !”.
Thus saying, the physic her throat he forced down,
In spite of whate'er she could say;
Or the Doctor who whisk'd her away.
Not long liy'd the Brewer : and none fince that time
To make use of the brewhouse prefume;
There Sally Green suffers the pain of her crime;
And bawls to get out of the room.
At midnight four times in each year does her sprite
With Inrieks make the chamber resound : " I won't take the rhubarb !" she squalls in affright, While, a cup in his left hand, a draught in his right,
Giles Jollup pursues her around !
With wigs fo well powder'd, their fees while they crave,
Dancing round them twelve doctors are seen: They drink chicken-broth, while this horrible ftave Is twang'd through each nose_" To Giles Jollup the Grave,
" And his patient, the sick Sally Green !"
The original is to be found in the “ Kiampe-Viiser,” Copenhagen,
1739. My version of this Ballad (as also of most of the Danish Ballads in this collection) was made from a German translation to be found in Herder's " Volkslieder."
The kniglit laid his head upon Elver's Hoh,
Soft slumbers his senses beguiling;
Two maidens drew near to him, smiling;
“ Arise! thou gallant young warrior, arise, “ For the dance it goes gaily and featly!
“ Arise, thou gallant young warrior, arise,
¢ And dance with us now and for ever!
“ My damsels with music thine ear shall surprise,
“ And sweeter a mortal heard ncver-
Who their voices in harmony raising,
By silence their melody praising.
The winds they were still as the sounds flew along,
The wolf howl'd no more from the mountains; The rivers were mute upon hearing the song,
And calm'd the loud rush of their fountains:
To the soft sounds delighted attended,
Their notes with the melody blended.
-“ Now hear me, thou gallant young warrior, now hear! “ If thou wilt partake of our pleasure, “ We'll teach thee to draw the pale moon from her sphere,
“ We'll show thee the forcerer's treasure ! “ We'll teach thee the Runic rhyme, tcach thee to hold
“ The wild bear in magical fetters, “ To charm the red dragon, who broods over gold,
“ And tame him by mystical letters."
Now hither, now thither, then danced the gay band,
By witchcraft the hero surprising,
Their sports and their pleasures, despising.
- Now hear me, thou gallant young warrior, now hcar!
“ If still thou disdain'st what we proffer, “ With dagger and knife from thy breast will we tear
“ Thine heart, which refuses our offer !"
Oh! glad was the knight when he heard the cock crow!
His enemies trembled, and left him:
And the yitches of ļife had bereft him,
From court, dress’d in gold and in silver ; Beware how you slumber on Elver's rough height,
Beware of the witches of Elver!