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Believe not every handsome knight,
* As I have taken great liberties with this Ballad, and have been much questioned as to my share in it, I shall here subjoin a literal trans, Jation :
"Oh! mother, give me good counsel;
She form’d for him a horse of clear water,
She arm'd him like a gallant knight,
He bound his horse to the church door,
The Waterman enter'd the church ;
The priest was then standing at the altar.
The lovely maiden laugh'd afide
He stepp'd over one stool, and over two;
“ Oh! maiden, give me thy faith and troth !”
He stepp'd over stools three and four,
The lovely maid gave him her hand.
s. There halt thou my troth ; I follow thee readily."
They went out with the wedding guests :
They danced on till they reached the strand
ali Lovely maiden, hold my
borse : “ The prettiest little vessel will I bring for you."
And when they came to the white fand,
And when they came to deep water
Long heard they who stood on the shore,
I advise you, damsels, as earnestly as I can,
" THE BLESSINGS OF THE EVIL GENII, WHICH ARE CURSES " WERE UPON HIM."
(By the translator of Goethe's “ Goetz of Berlichingen.”) For more of this gentleman's Ballads, both original and translatedy
Glenfinlas," and the Poems following it.
Bold knights and fair dames, to my harp give an ear,
O fee you that castle, so strong and so high?
-"Now palmer, grey palmer, Otell unto me ** What news bring you home from the Holy Countrie ; " And how goes the warfare by Gallilee's strand, “ And how fare our nobles, the flower of the land ?”
-“ O well goes the warfare by Gallilee's wave, “ For Gilead, and Nablous, and Ramah we have, “ And well fare our nobles by Mount Libanon, “ For the Heathen have lost, and the Christians have
A rich chain of gold mid her ringlets there hung ; That chain o'er the palmer's grey locks has the flung; “ -Oh! palmer, grey palmer, this chain be thy fee,
For the news thou hast brought from the East Countrie,
* And palmer, good palmer, by Gallilee's wave, “O saw ye Count Albert, the gentle and brave? " When the Crescent went back, and the Red-cross rush'd
on, “O saw ye him foremost on Mount Libanon?”
_“O lady, fair lady, the tree green it grows, “O lady, fair lady, the stream pare it flows, “ Your castle stands strong, and your hopes foar on high, “ But lady, fair lady, all blossoms to die.
“ The green boughs they wither, the thunderbolt falls, “ It leaves of your caftle but levin-Scorch'd walls,
“ The pure stream runs muddy, the gay hope is gone, “ Count Albert is taken on Mount Libanon.”
O she's ta'en a horse should be fleet at her speed,
Small thought had Count Albert on fair Rosalie,
-“ Oh! Christian, brave Christian, my love would'It
thou be? “ Three things must thou do ere I hearken to thee » Our laws and our worship on thee shalt thou take, " And this thou shalt firit do for Zulema's fake.
And next in the cavern, where burns evermore “ The mystical flame which the Curdinans adore, “ Alone and in silence three nights shalt thou wake, “ And this thou shalt next do for Zuleina's fake,
“ And last, thou shalt aid us witli council and hand,