But Phylida was all tò coye, How often would she flowers twine, How often garlandes make Of couslips and of colombine; And al for Corin's sake! But Corin, he had haukes to lure, Of lovers lawe he toke no cure; Harpalus prevailed nought, His labour all was lost; For he was fardest from her thought, Therefore waxt he both pale and leane, His fleshe it was consumed cleane; His colour gone away. His beard it had not long be shave; His eyes were red, and all [forewacht]; Ver. 33, &c. The corrections are from Ed. 1574. 45 40 His clothes were blacke, and also bare; As one forlorne was he; Upon his head alwayes he ware A wreath of wyllow tree. His beastes he kept upon And he sate in the dale; the hyll, And thus with sighes and sorrowes shril, Oh Harpalus! (thus would he say) The cause of thine unhappy day, For thou wentest first by sute to seeke That settes not by thy love a leeke; As easy it were for to convert As for to turne a frowarde hert, Whom thou so faine wouldst frame. Corin he liveth carèlesse: He leapes among the leaves: My beastes, a whyle your foode refraine, O happy be ye, beastès wilde, Of these your faithfull makes. The hart he feedeth by the hinde: The bucke harde by the do: The turtle dove is not unkinde To him that loves her so. The ewe she hath by her the ramme: But, wel-away! that nature wrought For I may say that I have bought What reason is that crueltie With beautie should have part? Or els that such great tyranny Should dwell in womans hart? I see therefore to shape my death To th'ende that I may want my breath: O Cupide, graunt this my request, Of Corin [who] is carèlesse, That she may crave her fee: But since that I shal die her slave; Write you, my frendes, upon my grave 'Here lieth unhappy Harpalus XIII. ROBIN AND MAKYNE. AN ANCIENT SCOTTISH PASTORAL. The palm of pastoral poesy is here contested by a cotemporary writer with the author of the foregoing. The critics will judge of their respective merits; but must make some allowance for the preceding ballad, which is given simply, as it stands in the old editions: whereas this, which follows, has been revised and amended throughout by Allan Ramsey, from whose Ever-Green,' Vol. I. it is here chiefly printed. The curious reader may however compare it with the more original copy, printed among Ancient Scottish Poems, from the MS. of George Bannatyne, 1568, Edinb. 1770, 12mo.' Mr. Robert Henryson (to whom we are indebted for this poem) appears to so much advantage among the writers of eclogue, that we are sorry we can give little other account of him besides what is contained in the following eloge, written by W. Dunbar, a Scottish poet, who lived about the middle of the 16th century: 'In Dumferling, he [Death] hath tane Broun, With gude Mr. Robert Henryson.' Indeed some little further insight into the history of this Scottish bard is gained from the title prefixed to some of his poems preserved in the British Museum; viz. The morall Fabillis of Esop compylit be Maister Robert Henrisoun, scolmaister of Dumfermling, 1571.' Harleian MSS. 3865. § 1. In Ramsay's Evergreen,' Vol. I. whence the above distich is extracted, are preserved two other little Doric pieces by Henryson; the one intitled 'The Lyon and the Mouse;' the other, 'The garment of gude Ladyis.' Some other of his Poems may be seen in the Ancient Scottish Poems printed from Bannatyne's MS.' above referred to. ROBIN sat on the gude grene hill, Quhen mirry Makyne said him till, I haif thee luivt baith loud and still, My dule in dern bot gif thou dill, Robin replied, 'Now by the rude, But keip my sheip undir yon Lo quhair they raik on raw. wod: Quhat can have mart thee in thy mude, Thou Makyne to me schaw; Or quhat is luve, or to be lude? Fain wald I leir that law.' 'The law of luve gin thou wald leir, Be heynd, courtas, and fair of feir, Sae that nae danger do the deir, Quhat dule in dern thou drie; Be patient and privie.' Robin, he answert her againe, 'I wat not quhat is luve; Ver. 19, Bannatyne's MS. reads as above, heynd, not keynd, as in the Edinb. edit. 1770.-Ver. 21, So that no danger. Bannatyne's MS. |