Knights of king Arthurs court they be,

And of his table round.

She brought him to a river side,

And also to a tree,

Whereon a copper bason hung,

And many shields to see.

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And lay him downe, and let him rest;

That's over much, quoth Lancelott tho,
Defend thee by and by.

They sett their speares unto their steeds,

And eache att other flie.

They coucht theire speares, (their horses ran,
As though there had beene thunder)

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And strucke them each immidst their shields,
Wherewith they broke in sunder.

Their horsses backes brake under them,
The knights were both astound:

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To avoyd their horsses they made haste
And light upon the ground.

They tooke them to their shields full fast,

Their swords they drew out than,

With mighty strokes most eagerlye

Each at the other ran.

They wounded were, and bled full sore,

They both for breath did stand,

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And leaning on their swords awhile,

Quoth Tarquine, Hold thy hand,

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And tell to me what I shall aske.

Say on, quoth Lancelot tho.

Thou art, quoth Tarquine, the best knight

That ever I did know;

And

And like a knight, that I did hate :

Soe that thou be not hee,

I will deliver all the rest,

And eke accord with thee.

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That is well said, quoth Lancelott;

But sith it must be soe,

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What knight is that thou hatest thas?
I pray thee to me show.

Forthwith he strucke his necke in two,

And, when he had soe done,

From prison threescore knights and four

Delivered everye one.

*RASHING seems to be the old hunting term to express the stroke made by the wild-boar with his fangs. To RASE has apparently a meaning something similar.

See Mr. STEEVENS'S Note on K. Lear, act iii. sc. 7. (ed. 1793, vol. xiv. p. 193.) where the quartos read,

"Nor thy fierce sister

"In his anointed flesh RASH boarish fangs."

So in K, Richard III, act iii. sc. 2. (vol. x. p. 567, 583.)

"He dreamt

"To night the Boar had RASED off his helm."

X. CORY

X.

CORYDON'S FAREWELL TO PHILLIS,

is an attempt to paint a lover's irresolution, but sơ poorly executed, that it would not have been admitted into this collection, if it had not been quoted in Shakespeare's TWELFTH-NIGHT, act ii. sc. 3.-It is found in a little ancient miscellany, entitled, "The Golden "Garland of Princely Delights," 12mo. bl.-let.

In the same scene of the Twelfth-Night, SIR TOBY sings a scrap of an old ballad, which is preserved in the Pepys Collection [vol. i. pp. 33, 496.] ; but as it is not only a poor dull performance, but also very long, it will be sufficient here to give the first stanza :

THE BALLAD OF CONSTANT SUSANNA.

There dwelt a man in Babylon

Of reputation great by fame ;
He took to wife a faire womàn,
Susanna she was callde by name :

A woman fair and vertuous;

Lady, lady:

Why should we not of her learn thus

To live godly?

If this song of CORYDON, &c. has not more merit,

It is at least an evil of less magnitude.

FAREWELL,