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NOTES AND QUERIES. 



[No. 142. 



"%et my tongue lose singing skill ; 

 Let it still 

 To my parched rooffe be glewed. 

 If in either harpe or voice 

 I rejoyce, 

 ^ Till thy joys shall be renewed. 



" Lord, plague Edom's traitrous kind ; 

 Beare in mind 

 In our ruyne how they revell'd : 

 Kill, sack, burne ! they cride out still. 



Sack, burne, kill ; 

 Downe with all, let all be levell'd ! 



" And thou, Babel, when the tide 

 Of thy pride. 

 Now a flowing, falls to turning, 

 Victor now, shall then be thrall. 



And shalt fall 

 To as lowe an ebb of mourning. 



*' Happie man, who shall thee wast 



As thou hast 

 Us without all mercy wasted. 

 And shall make thee taste and see 



What by thee 

 Wee, poor Wee, have seen and tasted ! 



" Happie, who thy tender barnes 

 From the armes 

 Of their wayling mothers tearing, 

 'Gainst the walls shall dash their bones, 



Rutheless stones 

 With their brayns and blood besmearing." 



What an imperfect idea any jingling version can 

 give us of any Psalm of the inspired writers ; and 

 how signally this has been proved by the metrical 

 attempts at Psalm cxxxvii. ! The most successful 

 version of it in any language is, I fancy, that by 

 Camoens. Rt. 



Warmington. 



rOLK LORE. 



Sites of Buildings changed (Vol. v., pp. 436. 524.). 

 — In the Traditions of Lancashire, edited by John 

 Roby, Esq., First Series, vol. i. p. 23., there is a tale 

 entitled The Goblin Builders, showing how "Gamel 

 the Saxon Thane, Lord of Recedham or Bached 

 (now Rochdale) intended to build a chapel unto St. 

 Chadde, nigh to the banks of the Bache or Boach." 

 It seems a level, convenient situation was chosen for 

 the edifice ; but thrice were the foundations there 

 laid, and thrice were all the building materials 

 conveyed by invisible agency from this flat spot 

 to a more airy and elevated situation. At last the 

 Thane, ceasing to strive against fate, gave up his 

 original design, and the present church was built 

 on the locality designated by these unseen work- 

 men. The ascent was high, and one hundred and 

 twenty-four steps had to be laid to help the 

 natives up to the chapel of St. Chadde. 



BONSALL. 



Folk Lore ofKacouss People (Vol. v., p. 413.). — 

 Does not the expression " under the bells " mean 

 the lower part of the belfry tower, in which the 

 people could attend divine service, and yet not 

 be in the body of the church ? J. B. Relton. 



Charms. — The following charm was practised a 

 few weeks since in the village of Newport, Essex, 

 on a poor lad subject to epileptic fits. Nine six- 

 pences were procured from nine virgins (" for 

 which they were to be neither asked nor thanked") ; 

 the money was then made into a ring, which the 

 child wore ; but with no satisfactory result, pos- 

 sibly from some flaw in the primary condition. 



Metaouo. 



Weather Prophecy (Vol. v., p. 534.). — It is a 

 common opinion in the midland counties that if 

 the oak comes into leaf before the ash, a dry sum- 

 mer may be expected, and a wet summer if the 

 ash is the first. A wet spring is generally, I be- 

 lieve, favourable to the earlier leaves of the ash, 

 which are retarded by a dry one. This year the 

 oak was very much earlier than the ash. H. N. E. 



POEM BY (?) EDWARD BEDINGFIELD. 



In a copy of Funerali Antichi di diuersi Popoli, 

 et Nationi, &fc., Descritti in Dialogo da Thomaso 

 Porcacchi, in Venetia, mdlxxiiii., which was pre- 

 sented to the Hull Subscription Library by the 

 executors of Sir Thomas Coltman, Kt., there is 

 written on a fly-leaf the following poem. The 

 title-page bears the signature of Edward Beding- 

 field, and the poem is probably in the same hand. 

 I have retained the old spelling and capital letters. 



1. 

 " Though I be poore yet will I make hard shift. 

 But J will send my God a new yeares gift, 

 Nor Myrrhe nor frankincense 

 Can I dispense. 

 Nor gold of Ophir 

 Is in my cofer ; 

 With wealth I haue so small acquaintance as 

 I scarce know tinne from siluer, gold from brasse. 

 2. 

 " Orientall rubyes, emeralds greene. 

 Blew saphires, sparkling diamonds I haue seene, 

 Yet never yet did touch 

 Or gemme or ouche, 

 Nor pearle nor Amber 

 Are in my chamber ; 

 These things are in my mind, but neuer yet 

 Vouchsaf'd to lodge within my cabinet. 

 3. 

 " My euer lieuing euer louing King 

 Yet shall from me receiue a better thing ; 

 For Princes diademes. 



Flaming with gemmes. 

 With richesse drest 

 Of east and west. 

 Match not this gift, wch if my God shall owne, 

 I'll not change lots with him that weares a crowne. 



