"But who's this hairy youth?" she said ; "He much resembles thee: The bear devour'd my younger son, "Madam, this youth with bears was bred, And rear'd within their den. But recollect ye any mark To know your son agen?" Upon his little side," quoth she, "Was stampt a bloody rose." "Here, lady, see the crimson mark Upon his body grows!" Then clasping both her new-found sons What pen can paint king Pepin's joy, And soon a messenger was sent Who came in haste with all his peers, To them sir Ursine did succeed, THE FAIRIES' FAREWELL. BY BISHOP CORBET. AREWELL rewards and Fairies! Good housewives now may say; Doe fare as well as they : And though they sweepe their hearths no less Yet who of late for cleaneliness Lament, lament, old Abbies, The fairies' lost command; They did but change priests' babies, But some have chang'd your land: And all your children stoln from thence Are now growne Puritanes, Who live as changelings ever since, For love of your demaines. At morning and at evening both You merry were and glad; So little care of sleepe and sloth When Tom came home from labour, Or Ciss to milking rose, Then merrily went their tabour, And nimbly went their toes. Witness those rings and roundelayes And later James came in; They never danc'd on any heath, By which wee note the fairies Their dances were procession. Or else they take their ease. A tell-tale in their company Their mirth, was punish'd sure: Now they have left our quarters ; A Register they have, Who can preserve their charters ; A man both wise and grave. By one that I could name Are kept in store; con twenty thanks To William for the same. To William Churne of Staffordshire Who every meale can mend your cheare To William all give audience, Were lost, if it were addle. THE BLIND BEGGAR'S DAUGHTER OF BEDNALL GREEN. The copy here given of this favourite popular ballad is printed from a modern broadside, 66 carefully collated" with a copy in the Bagford collection. "Pepys, in his diary, 25th June, 1663, speaks of going with Sir William and Lady Batten, and Sir J. Minnes, to Sir W. Rider's at Bednall Green, to dinner, a fine place;' and adds, 'This very house was built by the blind beggar of Bednall Green, so much talked of and sung in ballads; but they say it was only some outhouses of it.""-CHAPPELL. HIS song's of a beggar who long lost sight, And had a fair daughter, most pleasant and bright; And many a gallant brave suitor had she, And none was so comely as pretty Bessee. And though she was of complexion most fair, Wherefore in great sorrow fair Bessee did say, This Bessee, that was of a beauty most bright, She went till she came to Stratford-a-Bow, Then she knew not whither or which way to go; |