James Smith was born about 1604, educated at Christ Church and Lincoln Colleges, in Oxford; afterwards naval and military chaplain to the Earl of Holland, and domestic chaplain to Thomas Earl of Cleveland. On the Restoration of Charles II. he held several Church preferments, and ultimately became canon and "chauntor" in Exeter Cathedral. He was created D.D. in 1661, and quitted this life in 1667. Wood informs us he was much in esteem "with the poetical wits of that time, particularly with Philip Massinger, who call'd him his son." I have an old "broadside" copy of the ballad in question, "Printed for Francis Grove, 1656," which is here transcribed, _verbatim et literatim_, for the especial benefit of your numerous readers. It may also be found in a rare poetical volume, entitled _Wit Restored_, 1658, and in Dryden's _Miscellany Poems_ (second edition, which differs materially from the first). "THE MILLER AND THE KING'S DAUGHTER. _By Mr. Smith._ "There were two sisters they went playing, With a hie downe, downe, a downe-a, To see their father's ships come sayling in, With a hy downe, downe, a downe-a. "And when they came unto the sea-brym, With, &c. The elder did push the younger in; With, &c. "O sister, O sister, take me by the gowne, With, &c. And drawe me up upon the dry ground, With, &c. "O sister, O sister, that may not bee, With, &c. Till salt and oatmeale grow both of a tree, With, &c. "Sometymes she sanke, sometymes she swam, With, &c. Until she came unto the mill-dam; With, &c. "The miller runne hastily downe the cliffe, With, &c. And up he betook her withouten her life, With, &c. "What did he doe with her brest bone? With, &c. He made him a violl to play thereupon, With, &c. "What did he doe with her fingers so small? With, &c. He made him peggs to his violl withal; With, &c. "What did he doe with her nose-ridge? With, &c. Unto his violl he made him a bridge, With, &c. "What did he doe with her veynes so blew? With, &c. He made him strings to his violl thereto; With, &c. "What did he doe with her eyes so bright? With, &c. Upon his violl he played at first sight: With, &c. {592} "What did he doe with her tongue so rough? With, &c. Unto the violl it spake enough; With, &c. "What did he doe with her two shinnes? With, &c. Unto the violl they danc'd _Moll Syms_; With, &c. "Then bespake the treble string, With, &c. O yonder is my father the king; With, &c. "Then bespake the second string, With, &c. O yonder sitts my mother the queen; With, &c. "And then bespake the strings all three; With, &c. O yonder is my sister that drowned mee. With, &c. "Now pay the miller for his payne, With &c. And let him bee gone in the divel's name. With, &c."