"O Christ thee save," Lord Thomas, hee sayd, "Methinks thou lookst wonderous wan;

Thou usedst to look with as fresh a colour,

As ever the sun shone on."

"O art thou blind, Lord Thomas?" she sayd, 66 Or canst thou not very well see?

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O dost thou not see my owne hearts bloode
Run trickling down my knee?"

Lord Thomas he had a sword by his side;

As he walked about the halle,

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He cut off his brides head from her shoulders,
And threw it against the walle.

He set the hilte against the grounde,
And the point against his harte;

There never three lovers together did meete,

That sooner againe did parte.

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**The reader will find a Scottish song on a similiar subject to this towards the end of this volume, entitled, Lord Thomas and Lady Annet.

XVI.

Cupid and Campaspe.

This elegant little sonnet is found in the third act of an old play. entited, Alexander and Campaspe, written by John Lilye, a celebrated writer in the time of Queen Elizabeth. That play was first printed in 1591; but this copy is given from a later edition.

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CUPID and my Campaspe playd
At cardes for kisses; Cupid payd:
He stakes his quiver, bow, and arrows,
His mothers doves, and teame of sparrows;
Loses them too; then down he throws
The coral of his lippe, the rose

Growing on's cheek, (but none knows how,)
With these, the crystal of his browe,

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And then the dimple of his chinne;
All these did my Campaspe winne.
At last he set her both his eyes,
She won, and Cupid blind did rise.
O Love! has she done this to thee?
What shall, alas! become of mee?

XVII.

The Lady turned Serving-Man

is given from a written copy, containing some improvements (perhaps modern ones) upon the popular ballad, entitled, "The famous flower of Serving-men; or the Lady turned Serving-man."

You beauteous ladyes, great and small,
I write unto you one and all,

Whereby that you may understand
What I have suffered in the land.

I was by birth a ladye faire,
An ancient barons only heire,

And when my good old father dyed,
Then I became a young knightes bride.

And there my love built me a bower,
Bedeck'd with many a fragrant flower;
A braver bower you ne'er did see
Then my true-love did build for mee.

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And there I livde a ladye gay,

Till fortune wrought our loves decay;
For there came foes so fierce a band,
That soon they over-run the land.

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They came upon us in the night,

And brent my bower, and slew my knight;

And trembling hid in mans array,

I scant with life escap'd away.

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In the midst of this extremitie,
My servants all did from me flee:
Thus was I left myself alone,
With heart more cold than any stone.

Yet though my heart was full of care,
Heaven would not suffer me to dispaire.
Wherefore in haste I chang'd my name
From faire Elise, to sweet Williame;
And therewithall I cut my haire,
Resolv'd my mans attire to weare;
And in my beaver, hose and band,
I travell❜d far through many a land.

At length all wearied with my toil,
I sate me downe to rest awhile;
My heart it was so fill'd with woe

That downe my cheeke the teares did flow.
It chanc'd the king of that same place
With all his lords a hunting was,
And seeing me weepe, upon
the same,
Askt who I was and whence I came.

Then to his Grace I did replye,

"I am a poore and friendlesse boye,

Though nobly borne, nowe forc'd to bee

A serving-man of lowe degree."

"Stand up, faire youth," the king reply'd, "For thee a service I'll provyde.

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About my person to remaine?

Or wilt thou be one of my guard,
And I will give thee great reward?

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"Chuse, gentle youth," said he "thy place." Then I reply'd, "If it please Your Grace To shew such favour unto mee,

Your chamberlaine I faine would bee."

The king then smiling gave consent,
And straitwaye to his court I went;
Where I behavde so faithfullìe
That hee great favour showd to mee.

Now marke what fortune did provide :
The king he would a hunting ride
With all his lords and noble traine,
Sweet William must at home remaine.

Thus being left alone behind,
My former state came

in my

I wept to see my mans array;
No longer now a ladye gay.

mind;

And meeting with a ladyes vest,
Within the same myself I drest;
With silken robes and jewels rare,
I deckt me, as a ladye faire ;

And taking up a lute straitwaye,
Upon the same I strove to play;

And sweetly to the same did sing,

As made both hall and chamber ring.

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"My father was as brave a lord,
As ever Europe might afford;
My mother was a lady bright;
My husband was a valiant knight;
"And I myself a ladye gay,
Bedeckt with gorgeous rich array;
The happiest lady in the land
Had not more pleasure at command.

"I had my musicke every day
Harmonious lessons for to play;
I had my virgins faire and free
Continually to wait on mee.

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Then stepping in, "Faire ladye, rise
And dry," said he, "those lovelye eyes,
For I have heard thy mournful tale,

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"I'll rather in my grave be layd;

And though Your Grace hath won my heart,
I ne'er will act soe base a part."