Nor dream they sit upon the grave, Thou left'st the right path for the wrong; Still led thee farther from the road; XXXVIII. I do not rhyme to that dull elf, That all through Flodden's dismal night, That, when brave Surrey's steed was slain, That, after fight, his faith made plain, [MS. -"If thou should'st find this little tomb, [MS." He hardest press'd the Scottish ring; "Twas thought that be struck down the King." That King and kinsmen did agree, Paint to her mind the bridal's state; "Love they like Wilton and like Clare !" L'Envoy. TO THE READER. WHY then a final note prolong, A garland for the hero's crest, To every lovely lady bright, What can I wish but faithful knight? Used generally tor tale, or discourse And knowledge to the studious sage; To thee, dear school-boy, whom my lay And pleasing dreams, and slumbers light! APPENDIX. NOTE A. As when the Champion of the Lake Despising spells and demons' force, Holds converse with the unburied corse.-P. 25. THE Romance of the Morte Arthur contains a sort of abridge ment of the most celebrated adventures of the Round Table; and, being written in comparatively modern language, gives the general reader an excellent idea of what romances of chivalry actually were. It has also the merit of being written in pure old English; and many of the wild adventures which it contains are told with simplicity bordering upon the sublime. Several of these are referred to in the text; and I would have illustrated them by more full extracts, but as this curious work is about to be republished, I confine myself to the tale of the Chapel Perilous, and of the quest of Sir Launcelot after the Sangreal. "Right so Sir Launcelot departed, and when he came to the Chapell Perilous, he alighted downe, and tied his horse to a little gate. And as soon as he was within the churchyard, he saw, on the front of the chapell, many faire rich shields turned upside downe; and many of the shields Sir Launcelot had seene knights have before; with that he saw stand by him thirtie great knights. more, by a yard, than any man that ever he had seene, and all R |