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Tuis ballad is taken from Percy's “Reliques," having passed under the correcting and improving

hands of that learned and accomplished annotator. But our information as to its authorship or its origin, is very meagre and unsatisfactory. Sir Walter Scott, indeed, has published in his « Minstrelsy," a ballad, in which the incidents are nearly similar, though the deliverance of the Queen is Yet, although Scott was informed on good authority that the founder of the Arbuthnot family was the actual hero of this story, and that the very sword, with which he defended the Queen's honor, is still in existence, it is a curious fact, that no in tance is recorded in history, in which the good name of a Queen of Scotland was committed to the chance of a duel.-We are glad that Mr. Hall has given us the version that follows, with its supernatural agency, in preference to the oft-told tale of intervention at the eleventh hour by some wandering Knight, the never-failing champion of “ widows, orphelines, and maidens of good fame."

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Our king hee kept a false stewarde, If I might have grace, as I have space,
Sir Aldingar they him call;

Sad tidings I could bring.'
A falser stewarde than hee was one,
Servde not in bower nor hall.

Say on, say on,

Sir Aldingar,

Say on the soothe to mee.' Hee wolde have layne by our comelye Our queene hath chosen a newe, newe queene,

love, Her deere worshippe to betraye:

And shee will have none of thee!' Our queene shee was a good womàn,

• If shee had chosen a right good knight, And evermore said him naye.

The lesse had beene her shame; But shee hath chose her a lazar man,

a Sir Aldingar was wrothe in his mind,

A lazar both blinde and lame.'
With her hee was never content,
Till traiterous meanes hee colde devyse,

• If this bee true, thou Aldingar, In a fyer to have her brent.

The tyding thou tellest to mee,

Then will I make thee a rich rich knight, There came a lazar to the kings gate,

Rich both of golde and fee.
A lazer both blinde and lame:
Hee tooke the lazar upon his backe, • But if it be false, Sir Aldingar,
Him on the queenes bedd has layne.

As God nowe grant it bee!

Thy body, I sweare by the holye rood, Lye still, lazar, whereas thou lyest,

Shall hang on the gallowes tree.'
Looke thou go not hence away;
Ile make thee a whole man and a sound

Hee brought our king to the queenes chamIn two howers of the day.'


And opened to him the dore, Then went him forthe Sir Aldingar,

A lordly love,’ King Harry says, And hyed him to our king :

• For our queene dame Elinore !


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· Here take thy queene, our King Harrye,

And love her as thy life,
For never had a king in Christentye,

A truer and fairer wife.'

But first hee had touchd the lazar man,

And stroakt him with his hand: The lazar under the gallowes tree

All whole and sounde did stand.

King Henrye ran to clasp his queene,

And loosed her full sone; Then turned to look for the tinye boye;

-The boye was vanisht and gone!

The lazar under the gallowes tree

Was comelye, straight and tall ; King Henrye made him his head stewarde

To wayte within his hall.

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