By wells and rills, in meadowes greene, We chant our moon-light minstrelsies. 105 Away we fling; And babes new borne steal as we go, This word is perhaps corruptly given; being apparently the same with HEYDEGUIES, or HEYDEGUIVES, which occurs in Spenser, and means a "wild frolick dance."-Johnson's Dictionary. XXVI. The Fairy Queen. We have here a short display of the popular belief concerning FAIRIES. It will afford entertainment to a contemplative mind to trace these whimsical opinions up to their origin. Whoever considers how early, how extensively, and how uniformly they have prevailed in these nations, will not readily assent to the hypothesis of those who fetch them from the East so late as the time of the Croisades. Whereas it is well known that our Saxon ancestors, long before they left their German forests, believed the existence of a kind of diminutive demons, or middle species between men and spirits, whom they called Duergar or Dwarfs, and to whom they attributed many wonderful performances, far exceeding human art. Vid. Hervarer Saga Olaj Verelj. 1675 Hickes' Thesaur. &c. This song is given (with some corrections by another copy) from a book entitled, "The Mysteries of Love and Eloquence," &c. Lond. 1658, 8vo. COME, follow, follow me, When mortals are at rest Through key-holes we do glide; Over tables, stools, and shelves, 5 10 And, if the house be foul 15 There we pinch their armes and thighes; None escapes, nor none espies. But if the house be swept, This humorous old song fell from the hand of the witty Dr. Corbet (afterwards bishop of Norwich, &c.), and is printed from his Poëtica Stromata, 1648, 12mo (compared with a third edition of his Poems, 1672). It is there called, "A proper new Ballad, entitled, The Fairies Farewell, or God-a-mercy Will, to be sung or whistled to the tune of The Meddow Brow, by the learned; by the unlearned, to the tune of Fortune." The departure of Fairies is here attributed to the abolition of. monkery Chaucer has, with equal humour, assigned a cause the very reverse, in his Wife of Bath's Tale. "In olde dayes of the king Artour, Of which that Bretons speken gret honour, Blissing halles, chambres, kichenes, and boures, And sayth his Matines and his holy thinges, Women may now go safely up and doun, Ther is non other incubus but he, And he ne will don hem no dishonour." Tyrwhitt's Chaucer, i. p. 255. Dr. Richard Corbet, having been bishop of Oxford about three years, and afterwards as long bishop of Norwich, died in 1635, ætat 52. FAREWELL rewards and Fairies! Doe fare as well as they; And though they sweepe their hearths no less Than mayds were wont to doe, 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, 15 |