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affords no positive indication of that date'. It was published from an antient manuscript in the year 1631, and reduced to a more modern style, by William Bedwell, rector of Tottenham, and one of the translators of the Bible. He says it was written by Gilbert Pilkington, supposed to have been rector of the same parish, and author of an unknown tract, called Passio DOMINI Jesu. But Bedwell, without the least comprehension of the scope and spirit of the piece, imagines it to be a serious narrative of a real event; and, with as little fagacity, believes it to have been written before the year 1330. Allowing that it might originate from a real event, and that there might be some private and local abuse at the bottom, it is impossible that the poet could be serious. Undoubtedly the chief merit of this poem, although not destitute of humour, consists in the design rather than the execution. As Chaucer, in the RIME OF SIR THOPAS ?, travestied the romances of chivalry, the TOURNA» MSS. HARL. 5396.

Furth he ferd into France, z I take this opportunity of observing, God save him fro mischance, that the stanza of one of Laurence Minot's And all his cumpany; poems on the wars of Edward the third, The nobill duc of Braband is the same as Chaucer's Sir Topas. With him went into that land, Minot was Chaucer's cotem pary. MSS. Redy to lit or dy. Cott. GALB. E. ix. Edward oure cumly king

Than the riche floure de lice
In Braband has his woning,

Wan thare ful litill prile,
With mani a cumly knight,

Fast he fled for ferde;
And in that land, trewly to tell,

The right aire • of that cuntree Ordains he still for to dwell,

Es cumen with all his knightes fre To time he think to fight.

To schac b him by the berd.

Sir Philip the Valayse,
Now God that es of mightes maste,
Grant hi:n grace of the Haly Gaste,

Wit his men in tho dayes,

To batale had he thoght;
His heritage to win ;

He bad his men tham purvay
And Mari moder of mercy fre,

Withowten longer delay,
Save oure king, and his menze,

Bot he ne held it noght.
Fro forow, and schame, and fyn.

He broght folk ful grete wone,
Thus in Braband has he bene,
Whare he bifore was seldom sene,

Ay sevyn ogains one,

That ful wele wapind were";
For to prove thaire japes ;

Bot sone when he herd afcry,
Now no langer wil he spare,

That king Edward was nere thereby, Bot unto Fraunce fast will he fare, To confort him with grapes.

Than durst he noght cum nere. a Heir, b Shake.

• Weaponed. Armed. VOL. III.



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MENT OF TOTTENHAM is a burlesque on the parade and fop-
peries of chivalry itself. In this light, it may be considered as a
curiosity; and does honour to the good sense and discernment of
the writer, who seeing through the folly of these fashionable ex-
ercises, was sensible at the same time, that they were too popular
to be attacked by the more folid weapons of reason and argument.
Even on a supposition that here is an allusion to real facts and
characters, and that it was intended to expose some popular story
of the amours of the daughter of the Reve of Tottenham, we
must acknowledge that the satire is conveyed in an ingenious
mode. He has introduced a parcel of clowns and rustics, the
inhabitants of Tottenham, Ilington, Highgate, and Hackney,
places then not quite so polished as at present, who imitate all

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the folemnities of the barriers. The whole is a mock-parody on the challenge, the various events of the encounter, the exhibition of the prize, the devices and escocheons, the display of arms, the triumphant procession of the conqueror, the oath before the combat, and the splendid feast which followed, with every other ceremony and circumstance which constituted the regular

The reader will form an idea of the work from a short extract a.


He that bear'th him best in the tournament,
Shal be graunted the gree by the common assent,
For to winne my daughter with doughtinesse of dent",
And Copple my broode hen that was brought out of Kent,

And my dunned cow:

For no spenced will I spare,

For no cattell will I care.
He shall have my gray mare, and my spotted low.

There was many a bold lad their bodyes to bede;
Then they toke their leave, and hamward they hede';
And all the weke after they gayed her wedes,
Till it come to the day that they should do their dede * :

They armed them in mattes ;

They fett on their nowls

Good blacke bowls *,
To keep their powls' from battering of battes".

They sewed hem in sheepskinnes for they should not brest", And every ilk o of them had a blacke hatte instead of a crest;

a V. 42.

• Strength of blows.
d Expence.
e Bid. Offer.
f Hied.
i Made their cloaths gáy.

Fight for the lady.

i Heads.
k Instead of helmets.

m Cudgels.

* They fewed themselves up in heep skins, by way of armour, to avoid being hurt.

• Each, O 2

A baskett

A baskett or panyer before on their brest,
And a fayle in her hande, for to fight prest',

Forthe con thei fare?

There was kid' mickle force.

Who should best fend his corse,
He that had no good horse, borrowed him a mare, &c.

It appears to me, that the author, to give dignity to his narrative, and to heighten the ridicule by stiffening the familiarity of his incidents and characters, has affected an antiquity of style. This I could prove from the cast of its fundamental diction and idiom, with which many of the old words do not agree. Perhaps another of the author's affectations is the alliterative manner. For although other specimens of alliteration, in smaller pieces, are now to be found, yet it was a singularity. To those which I have mentioned, of this reign, I take this opportunity of adding an alliterative



be called the FALCON AND THE Pie, who support a DYALOGUE DESENSYVE FOR WOMEN AGAYNST MALICYOUS DETRACTOURS, printed in 1542". The author's name Robert Vaghane,

P Ready.
9 On they went.

Kithed, i, e, shewn.

Defend. ! I have before observed, that it was a disgrace to chivalry to ride a mare.

The poems of this manuf sipt do not seem to be all precisely of the fame hand, and might probably once have been sepa. rate papers, here ftitched together. At the end of one of them, viz. fol. 46. The lysom ledys the Blynde, mention is in férted of an accompt settled ann. 34. Hen. vi. And this is in the hand and ink of that poem, and of some others. The TOURNAMENT OF TOTTENHAM, which might once have been detached from the present collection, comes at some distance afterwards, and cannot perhaps for a certainty be pronounced to be of the same writing. I take this opportunity of correcting a wrong reference to Sir Peni just cited, at p. 93. It belongs to GALB. E. 9. MSS. Cott.

* Coloph. “ Thus endeth the faucon and pie anno dni 1542. Imprynted by

me Rob. Wyer for Richarde Bankes.”

I have an antient manuscript alliterative poem, in which a despairing lover bids farewel to his mistress. At the end is writ. ten, “ Explicit Amor p. Ducem Ebõrr

nuper fact.” I will here cite a few of the stanzas of this unknown prince.

Farewell Lade of grete pris,
Farewell wyse, both faire and free,
Farewell freefull flourdelys,
Farewell beril, bright of ble !
Farewell mirthe that I do misle,
Farewell Prowesse in purpell pall!
Farewell creature comely to kisle,
Farewell Faucon, fare you

Farewell amorouse and amyable,
Farewell worthy, witty, and wys,
Farewell pris prisable,
Farewell ryal role in the rys.--


or Vaughan, is prefixed to some fonnets which form a sort of epilogue to the performance.

For the purpose of ascertaining or illustrating the age of pieces. which have been lately or will be soon produced, I here stop to

Farewell dereworth of dignite,
Farewell grace of governaunce,
However y fare, farewell ye,
Farewell primerose my plesaunce !

For the use of those who collect speci. mens of alliteration, I will add an instance in the reign of Edward the third from the BANOCBURN of Laurence Minot, all whose pieces, in some degree, are tinctured with it. MSS. Cott. GALB. E. ix. ut supr.

Skottes out of Berwick and of Abirdene,
At the Bannockburn war ze to kene;
Thare Nogh ze many fackles", als it was

And now has king Edward wroken it I

wene ; It es wroken I wene wele wurth the while, War zit with the Skottes for thai er ful of


Rughfute riueling now kindels thi care,
Bere bag with thi boste thi biging is bare;
Fals wretche and forsworn, whider wiltou

Bulk the unto Brig and abide thare.
Thare wretche faltou won and wery the

Thi dwelling in Donde es done for thi gile.
The Skottes gase e in burghes and betes

the stretes,
All thise Inglis men harmes he hetes ;
Fast makes he his mone to men that he

Bot sone frendes he finds that his bale betes;
Sune betes his bale wele wurth the while,
He uses all threting with gaudes and gile.
Bot many man thretes and spekes full ill,
That sumtyme war better to be stane ftill;
The Skot in his wordes has wind for to spill,
For at the last Edward fall haue al his will :
He had his will at Berwick wele wurth

the while,
Skottes broght him the kayes, bot get for

thaire gile.
A VISION on vellum, perhaps of the
same age, is alliterative. MSS.Cott. NBRO,
A. x. These are specimens.

Ryzt as the maynful mone con rys,
Er theven the day glem dryve aldon 8,
So fodenly, on a wonder wyse,
I was war of a prosessyound:
This noble cite of ryche enpresse
Was sodanly full, withouten somoun',
Of such vergynes in the same gyse
That was my blisful an under croun,
A corone wernallek of the same fasoun,
Depaynt in perles and wedes qwhyte!

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Whare er ze Skottes of saint Johnes toune?
The boste of zowre baner es betin all doune;
When ze bofting will b bede, fir Edward es

For to kindel zow care and crak zowre

crowne : He has crakked zowre croune wele worth

the while, Schame bityde the Skottes for thai er ful of


Skottes of Striflin war steren C and stout,
Of God ne of gude men had thai no dout;
Now have thai the pelers priked obout,
Bot at the last fir Edward rifild thaire rout;
He has rifild. thaire rout wele wurth the

Bot euer er thai under bot gaudes and gile.

a Naked.

Allow it., c Stern. al Clothing. e Go, f As the moon began to rise.

& The even drove down the day-light,
h Procession,
i Summons. Notice,
k All wore a crown:
i White robes.

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