Henceforth I banish thee my court, Thou art no child of mine; Nor any part of this my realm By favour shall be thine. *Thy elder sisters' loves are more Than well I can demand, My kingdom and my land, That lovingly I may Until my dying day.' By these two sisters here; Yet was her love more dear: Went wand'ring up and down, Unhelp’d, unpity'd, gentle maid, Through many an English town : Until at last in famous France She gentler fortunes found; Though poor and bare, yet she was deem'd The fairest on the ground : And this fair lady seen, He made his wife and queen. With his two daughters staid : Forgetful of their promis'd loves, Full soon the same decay'd ; And living in queen Ragan's court, The eldest of the twain, And most of all his train. To wait with bended knee : And after scarce to three : So took she all away, He would no longer stay. • In giving all I have Unto my children, and to beg For what I lately gave? I'll go unto my Gonorell: My second child, I know, And will relieve my woe.' Where when she heard his moan Return'd him auswer, that she grievid, That all his means were goue : Yet if that he would stay What scullions gave away. He made his answer then; I will return again,' quoth he, “Unto my Ragan's court; She will not use me thus, I hope, But in a kinder sort.' To drive him thence away : She said, he would not stay. The woeful king did hie, What scullion boys set by. Which she bad promis'd late: Come after to her gate. . Thus 'twixt his daughters, for relief He wander'd up and down; That lately wore a crown. His youngest daughter's words, Was all that love affords: Whom he had banish'd so, He bore the wounds of woe: And tresses from his head, With age and honour spread. To hills and woods, and wat’ry founts, He made his hourly moan, Did seem to sigh and groan. He passed o’er to France, To find some gentler chance; Of this her father's grief, Him comfort and relief : In brave and gallant sort, To Aganippus' court; So freely gave consent, To fame and courage bent. To repossess king Lear, By his Cordelia dear. Was in the battle slain : Possess'd his crown again. Who died indeed for love She did this battle move; He swooning fell upon her breast, From whence he never parted: But on her bosom left his life, That was so truly, hearted. The lords and nobles when they saw The end of these events, They doomed by consents; Unto the next of kin : Anonymous. THE CHILDREN IN THE WOOD. Now ponder well, you parents dear, The words which I shall write; A doleful story you shall hear," In time brought forth to light. A gentleman of good account In Norfolk liv'd of late, Most men of his estate. No help that he could have; And both possess'd one grave. Each was to other kind : And left two babes behind : |