No. 26. THE ISLES OF GREECE. A song from Don Juan, canto iii., supposed to have been sung by a minstrel in the suite of the hero of that poem. 1. 7. The Scian and the Teian muse. poets as represented by Homer and Anacreon. "Islands of the Blest." 1. 12. in the western seas, where men The epic and the lyric Described by Homer as lying far "Lead easiest lives. No snow, no bitter cold, No beating rains are there; the ocean-deeps With murmuring breezes from the west refresh 1. 17. Persians' grave. Marathon, where the Persians were defeated by the Greeks, B.C. 490. 1. 19. A king. Xerxes, before the battle of Salamis, B.C. 480. 1. 35. Thermopylæ. The famous defence of Thermopyle by three hundred Spartans under Leonidas, in the summer of 480 B.C., is referred to. 1. 55. Pyrrhic-dance. An ancient war-dance, named after Pyrrhicus, its inventor. 1. 67. Chersonese. The Chersonesus, a narrow strip of land between the Hellespont and the Gulf of Melas, was colonized by a body of Athenians under the elder Mithridates, about 108 B.C. 1. 74. Suli and Parga. Towns in Epirus. 1. 78. Heracleidan blood. The race of Heracles, or of the heroes. 1. 91. Sunium's marbled steep. The promontory of Sunium forms the southern extremity of Attica. It is crowned by the ruins of a mag nificent marble temple to Athena. Ballads. "I knew a very wise man of Sir Christopher Musgrave's sentiment. He believed, if a man were permitted to make all the ballads, he need not care who should make the laws." "Ballads are the resource which in peace amuses leisure, and in war stimulates courage." I. HENRY THOMAS BUCKLE. ROBIN HOOD'S DEATH AND BURIAL. WHEN Robin Hood and Little John Went o'er yon bank of broom, Said Robin Hood to Little John, We have shot for many a pound: But I am not able to shoot one shot more, But I have a cousin lives down below, Now Robin is to fair Kirkley gone, As fast as he can win; But before he came there, as we do hear, And when that he came to fair Kirkley-hall, But none was so ready as his cousin herself "Will you please to sit down, Cousin Robin," she said, "And drink some beer with me?" "No, I will neither eat nor drink, Till I am blooded by thee." "Well, I have a room, Cousin Robin," she said, "Which you did never see, And if you please to walk therein, She took him by the lily-white hand, And there she blooded bold Robin Hood, She blooded him in the vein of the arm, He then bethought him of a casement door, He was so weak he could not leap, Nor he could not get down. He then bethought him of his bugle-horn, He set his horn unto his mouth, And blew out weak blasts three. Then Little John, when hearing him, As he sat under the tree, "I fear my master is near dead, He blows so wearily." Then Little John to fair Kirkley is gone, As fast as he can dree; But when he came to Kirkley-hall, He broke locks two or three: Until he came bold Robin to, Then he fell on his knee; "A boon, a boon," cries Little John, "Master, I beg of thee." "What is that boon," quoth Robin Hood, "Little John thou begs of me?" "It is to burn fair Kirkley-hall, And all thy nunnery." "Now nay, now nay," quoth Robin Hood, "That boon I'll not grant thee; I never hurt woman in all my life, "I never hurt fair maid in all my time, But give me my bent bow in my hand, 66 Lay me a green sod under my head, And another at my feet; And lay my bent bow by my side, Which was my music sweet; And make my grave of gravel and green, Which is most right and meet. "Let me have length and breadth enough, These words they readily promis'd him, And there they buried bold Robin Hood, 2. THE WIFE OF USHER'S WELL. THERE lived a wife at Usher's Well, They hadna been a week from her, When word came to the carline wife, That her three sons were gane. |