He called up then up his litle foot-page, And made him there his heyre; And sayd, "Henceforth my worldlye goodes, 115 And countrie I forsweare." He shope the crosse on his right shoulder,[L117] Of the white clothe and the redde,[L118] And went him into the holy land, Wheras Christ was quicke and dead. 120 19, unbethought. MS. 32, blend. 47, or to-morrow. MS. 75, first. 117. Every person who went on a Croisade to the Holy Land usually wore a cross on his upper garment, on the right shoulder, as a badge of his profession. Different nations were distinguished by crosses of different colors: the English wore white, the French red, &c. This circumstance seems to be confounded in the ballad. PERCY. MS. 118, fleshe. FAUSE FOODRAGE. First published in _Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border_, iii. 220. "This ballad has been popular in many parts of Scotland. It is chiefly given from Mrs. Brown of Falkland's MSS. The expression, "The boy stared wild like a gray goss-hawk," _v._ 31, strongly resembles that in _Hardyknute_, "Norse e'en like gray goss-hawk stared wild;" a circumstance which led the Editor to make the strictest inquiry into the authenticity of the song. But every doubt was removed by the evidence of a lady of high rank, who not only recollected the ballad, as having amused her infancy, but could repeat many of the verses, particularly those beautiful stanzas from the 20th to the 25th. The Editor is, therefore, compelled to believe, that the author of _Hardyknute_ copied the old ballad, if the coincidence be not altogether accidental." SCOTT. King Easter has courted her for her lands, King Wester for her fee, King Honour for her comely face, And for her fair bodie. They had not been four months married, 5 As I have heard them tell, Until the nobles of the land Against them did rebel. And they cast kevils them amang, And kevils them between; 10 And they cast kevils them amang, Wha suld gae kill the king. O some said yea, and some said nay, Their words did not agree; Till up and got him, Fause Foodrage, 15 And swore it suld be he. When bells were rung, and mass was sung, And a' men bound to bed, King Honour and his gay ladye In a high chamber were laid. 20 Then up and raise him, Fause Foodrage, When a' were fast asleep, And slew the porter in his lodge, That watch and ward did keep. O four and twenty silver keys 25 Hang hie upon a pin; And aye as ae door he did unlock, He has fasten'd it him behind. Then up and raise him, King Honour, Says--"What means a' this din? 30 Or what's the matter, Fause Foodrage, Or wha has loot you in?"--