When long she had been wrong'd, and sought The foresayd meanes in vaine, She rideth to the simple graunge But with a slender traine. She lighteth, entreth, greets them well, 105 And then did looke about her : The guiltie houshold knowing her, Did wish themselves without her; So poore a wench, but gold might tempt? Scarse one in twenty that had bragg'd Of proffer'd gold denied, Or of such yeelding beautie baulkt, But, tenne to one, had lied. Thus thought she and she thus declares Her cause of coming thether; 115 120 My lord, oft hunting in these partes, But, for you have not furniture Beseeming such a guest, I bring his owne, and come myselfe To see his lodging drest. 125 130 And, Damsell, quoth shee, for it seemes This houshold is but three, And for thy parents age, that this Shall chiefely rest on thee; Do me that good, else would to God He hither come no more. 145 So tooke she horse, and ere she went Bestowed gould good store. Full little thought the countie that 150 But when he knew those goods to be The matter to debate. The countesse was a-bed, and he With her his lodging tooke; 160 Sir, welcome home (quoth shee); this night 165 For you I did not looke. Then did he question her of such His stuffe bestowed soe. Forsooth, quoth she, because I did Your love and lodging knowe: Your love to be a proper wench, 170 I held it for your health, the house Well wot I, notwithstanding her, 175 And greater hope to hold you such 6 He said, and did it; so each wife Her husband may' recall. VII. Dowsabell. The following stanzas were written by Michael Drayton, a poet of some eminence in the reign of Queen Elizabeth, James I. and Charles I.* They are inserted in one of his Pastorals, the first edition of which bears this whimsical title. "Idea. The Shepheards Garland fashioned * He was born in 1563, and died in 1631.-Biog. Brit. in nine Eglogs. Rowlands sacrifice to the nine muses. Lond. 1593, 4to." They are inscribed with the author's name at length, "To the noble and valerous gentleman master Robert Dudley," &c. It is very remarkable, that when Drayton reprinted them in the first folio edition of his works, 1619, he had given those Eclogues so thorough a revisal, that there is hardly a line to be found the same as in the old edition. This poem had received the fewest corrections, and therefore is chiefly given from the ancient copy, where it is thus introduced by one of his shepherds : Listen to mee, my lovely shepheards joye, And thou shalt heare, with mirth and mickle glee, A prettie tale, which when 1 was a boy, My toothles grandame oft hath tolde to me. The author has professedly imitated the style and metre of some of the old metrical romances; particularly that of Sir Isenbras,* (alluded to in v. 3,) as the reader may judge from the following specimen : Lordynges, lysten, and you shal here, &c. This ancient legend was printed in black letter, 4to., * As also Chaucer's Rhyme of Sir Topas, v. 6. |