A knight amongst the Scots there was, Who saw Earl Douglas die, And straight in wrath did vow revenge Upon the Earl Percy. Sir Hugh Montgomery he was call'd, And pass'd the English archers all, With such vehèment force and might The spear went through the other side, So thus did both these nobles die, He had a bow bent in his hand, Against Sir Hugh Montgomery This fight did last from break of day For when they rang the evening-bell, H With the Earl Percy there was slain Sir Robert Ratcliffe, and Sir John, And, with Sir George, and good Sir James, For Witherington I needs must wail, And with Earl Douglas there was slain Sir Charles Currèl, that from the field Sir Charles Murrèl, of Ratcliffe, too, Sir David Lamb, so well esteem'd, And the Lord Maxwell, in like wise, Of fifteen hundred Englishmen, Next day did many widows come, They wash'd their wounds in briny tears, Their bodies, bathed in purple blood, They kiss'd them dead a thousand times, This news was brought to Edinburgh, O heavy news! King James did say ; I have not any captain more Like tidings to King Henry came, That Percy of Northumberland Now God be with him, said our king, Sith 'twill not better be; I trust I have within my realm Yet shall not Scot nor Scotland say, And be revengèd on them all, This vow full well the king perform'd, In one day fifty knights were slain And of the rest of small account, Thus ended the hunting of Chevy-Chase, God save the king, and bless the land And grant, henceforth, that foul debate THE GRINNING MATCH. ADDISON. N a late paper I mentioned the project of an in craft prizes to be contended for by our British artisans, and the influence they might have towards the improvement of our several manufactures. I have since that been very much surprised by the following advertisement, which I find in the "Post Boy" of the 11th instant, and again repeated in the "Post Boy" of the 15th [October, 1711]: the 9th of October next will be run for, upon Coleshillheats, by any horse that hath not won above the value of £5. The winning horse to be sold for £10; to carry ten stone weight, if fourteen hands high; if above or under, to carry or be allowed weight for inches; and to be entered Friday the 15th, at the Swan,' in Coleshill, before six in the evening. Also a plate of less value to be run for by asses. The same day, a gold ring to be grinned for by men." The first of these diversions, that is to be exhibited by the £10 race-horses, may probably have its use; but the two last-in which the asses and men are concerned-seem to me altogether extraordinary and unaccountable. Why they should keep running asses at Coleshill, or how making mouths turn to account in Warwickshire, more than in any other part of England, I cannot comprehend. I have looked over all the Olympic games, and do not find anything in them like an ass-race, or a match at grinning. However it be, I am informed that several asses are now kept in body-clothes, and sweated every morning upon the heath; and that all the country fellows within ten miles of the "Swan" give an hour or two in their glasses every morning, in order to qualify themselves for the 9th of October. The prize which is proposed to be grinned for, has raised such an ambition among the common people of out-grinning one another, that many very discerning persons are afraid it should spoil most of the faces in the county; and that a Warwickshire man will be known by his grin, as Roman Catholics imagine a Kentish man is by his tail. The gold ring, which is made the prize of deformity, is just the reverse of the golden apple that was formerly made the prize of beauty, and should carry for its poesy the old motto inverted : “Detur tetriori” (i. e., “let it be given to the ugliest "), or, to accommodate it to the capacity of the combatants, "The frightfull'st grinner In the meanwhile I would advise a Dutch painter to be present at this great controversy of faces, in order to make a collection of the most remarkable grins that shall be there exhibited. I must not here omit an account which I lately received of one of these grinning matches from a gentleman, who, upon reading the above-mentioned advertisement, entertained a coffee-house with the following narrative:-" Upon the taking of Namur, amidst other public rejoicings made on that occasion, there was a gold ring, given by a Whig justice of peace, to be grinned for. The first competitor that entered the lists was a black, swarthy Frenchman, who accidentally passed that way, and being a man naturally of a withered look and hard features, promised himself good success. He was placed upon |