1 The artists of Milan were famous in the middle ages for their skill in armoury, as appears from the following passage, in which Froissart gives an account of the preparations made by Henry, Earl of Hereford, afterwards Henry IV., and Thomas, Duke of Norfolk, Earl Marischal, for their proposed Н But his strong helm, of mighty cost, Was all with burnish'd gold emboss'd; A falcon hover'd on her nest, With wings outspread, and forward breast; E'en such a falcon on his shield, Soar'd sable in an azure field: The golden legend bore aright, Who checks at me, to death is dight.' combat in the lists at Coventry:-" These two lords made ample provision of all things necessary for the combat; and the Earl of Derby sent off messengers to Lombardy, to have armour from Sir Galeas, Duke of Milan. The Duke complied with joy, and gave the knight, called Sir Francis, who had brought the message, the choice of all his armour for the Earl of Derby. When he had selected what he wished for in plaited and mail armour, the Lord of Milan, out of his abundant love for the Earl, ordered four of the best armourers in Milan to accompany the knight to England, that the Earl of Derby might be more completely armed."-JOHNES' Froissart, vol. iv., p. 597. 1 The crest and motto of Marmion are borrowed from the following story:Sir David de Lindsay, first Earl of Crauford, was, among other gentlemen of quality, attended, during a visit to London, in 1390, by Sir William Dalzell, who was, according to my authority, Bower, not only excelling in wisdom, but also of a lively wit. Chancing to be at the court, he there saw Sir Piers Courtenay, an English knight, famous for skill in tilting, and for the beauty of his person, parading the palace, arrayed in a new mantle, bearing for device an embroidered falcon, with this rhyme,— "I bear a falcon, fairest of flight, Whoso pinches at her, his death is dight, The Scottish knight, being a wag, appeared next day in a dress exactly similar to that of Courtenay, but bearing a magpie instead of the falcon, with a motto ingeniously contrived to rhyme to the vaunting inscription of Sir Piers "I bear a pie picking at a peice, Whoso picks at her, I shall pick at his nese, 4 2 Prepared. 3 Armour. In faith." 4 Nose. Blue was the charger's broider'd rein; VII. Behind him rode two gallant squires, And sing them to a lady fair. This affront could only be expiated by a just with sharp lances. In the course, Dalzell left his helmet unlaced, so that it gave way at the touch of his antagonist's lance, and he thus avoided the shock of the encounter. This happened twice:-in the third encounter, the handsome Courtenay lost two of his front teeth. As the Englishman complained bitterly of Dalzell's fraud in not fastening his helmet, the Scottishman agreed to run six courses more, each champion staking in the hand of the King two hundred pounds, to be forfeited, if, on entering the lists, any unequal advantage should be detected. This being agreed to, the wily Scot demanded that Sir Piers, in addition to the loss of his teeth, should consent to the extinction of one of his eyes, he himself having lost an eye in the fight of Otterburn. As Courtenay demurred to this equalization of optical powers, Dalzell demanded the forfeit; which, after much altercation, the King appointed to be paid to him, saying, he surpassed the English both in wit and valour. This must appear to the reader a singular specimen of the humour of that time. I suspect the Jockey Club would have given a different decision from Henry IV. VIII. Four men-at-arms came at their backs, The last and trustiest of the four, Each, chosen for an archer good, IX. 'Tis meet that I should tell you now, How fairly arm'd, and order'd how, The soldiers of the guard, With musket, pike, and morion, Stood in the Castle-yard; Minstrels and trumpeters were there, Old Norham never heard. X. The guards their morrice pikes advanced, A blithe salute, in martial sort, The minstrels well might sound, For, as Lord Marmion cross'd the court, He scatter'd angels round. "Welcome to Norham, Marmion ! Stout heart, and open hand! Well dost thou brook thy gallant roan, Thou flower of English land!" XI. Two pursuivants, whom tabarts deck, With silver scutcheon round their neck, Stood on the steps of stone, |