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Prefer
the
peaceful
Hermitage
?
Warton
Notwithstanding
the
prescription
of
the
genial
hermit
,
with
which
his
guest
willingly
complied
,
he
found
it
no
easy
matter
to
bring
the
harp
to
harmony
.
"
Methinks
,
holy
father
,
"
said
he
,
"
the
instrument
wants
one
string
,
and
the
rest
have
been
somewhat
misused
.
"
"
Ay
,
mark
's
t
thou
that
?
"
replied
the
hermit
;
"
that
shows
thee
a
master
of
the
craft
.
Wine
and
wassail
,
"
he
added
,
gravely
casting
up
his
eyes
--
"
all
the
fault
of
wine
and
wassail
!
--
I
told
Allan-a-Dale
,
the
northern
minstrel
,
that
he
would
damage
the
harp
if
he
touched
it
after
the
seventh
cup
,
but
he
would
not
be
controlled
--
Friend
,
I
drink
to
thy
successful
performance
.
"
So
saying
,
he
took
off
his
cup
with
much
gravity
,
at
the
same
time
shaking
his
head
at
the
intemperance
of
the
Scottish
harper
.
The
knight
in
the
meantime
,
had
brought
the
strings
into
some
order
,
and
after
a
short
prelude
,
asked
his
host
whether
he
would
choose
a
"
sirvente
"
in
the
language
of
"
oc
"
,
or
a
"
lai
"
in
the
language
of
"
oui
"
,
or
a
"
virelai
"
,
or
a
ballad
in
the
vulgar
English
.
"
A
ballad
,
a
ballad
,
"
said
the
hermit
,
"
against
all
the
ocs
and
ouis
of
France
.
Downright
English
am
I
,
Sir
Knight
,
and
downright
English
was
my
patron
St
Dunstan
,
and
scorned
oc
and
oui
,
as
he
would
have
scorned
the
parings
of
the
devil
's
hoof
--
downright
English
alone
shall
be
sung
in
this
cell
.
"
"
I
will
assay
,
then
,
"
said
the
knight
,
"
a
ballad
composed
by
a
Saxon
glee-man
,
whom
I
knew
in
Holy
Land
.
"
