At length the knight brought me relief, But neither of my pretty babes And, while in search we wandered far, But charmed by heaven, or else my griefs, Save that within these lonely walls "Now, surely," said the youthful knight, Your brother's King of France. For in your royal brother's court If So, know your accuser's dead, And dying own'd his crime; And long your lord hath sought you out Thro' every foreign clime. And when no tidings he could learn He vowed thenceforth within his court. "Now heaven is kind!" the lady said; "But, madam," said Sir Valentine, And pulling forth the cloth of gold The lady gave a sudden shriek, But by his pious care revived, And soon by other tokens found He was indeed her son. "But who's this hairy youth?" she said; "He much resembles thee; The bear devoured my younger son, Or sure that son were he." 'Madam, this youth with bears was bred, And reared within their den. But recollect ye any mark To know your son again?" "Upon his little side," quoth she, "Was stamped a bloody rose. "Here, lady, see the crimson mark Upon his body grows!" Then clasping both her new-found sons She bathed their cheeks with tears; And soon towards her brother's court Her joyful course she steers. What pen can paint King Pepin's joy, His sister thus restored! And soon a messenger was sent To cheer her drooping lord, Who came in haste with all his peers, To them Sir Ursine did succeed, The old story-book of Valentine and Orson (which suggested the plan of this tale, but it is not strictly followed in it) was originally a translation from the French, being one of their earliest attempts at romance. See "Le Bibliothèque de Romans," &c. The circumstance of the bridge of bells is taken from the old metrical legend of Sir Bevis, and has also been copied in the Seven Champions. The original lines are: "Over the dyke a bridge there lay, That there might no man passe in, But all they rang with a gyn." Sign. E. iv. In the Editor's MS. was an old poem on this subject, in a wretched corrupt state, unworthy the press: from which were taken such particulars as could be adopted. APPENDIX. DURHAM FIELD. PART I. ORDINGS, listen, and hold you still; I shall tell you of the fairest battle For as it befell in King Edward the 3rd's days, In England, where he wore the crown, Then all the chief chivalry of England They busked and made them bowne. They chose all the best archers That in England might be found, And all was to fight with the King of France Within a little stound. And when our King was over the water, And on the salt sea gone, Then tidings into Scotland came That all England was gone. Bows and arrows they were all forth, But shepherds and millers both, And priests with shaven crowns. |