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 a* S.X.AUO. 8,1903.] NOTES AND QUERIES.

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Scarcely, however, had he been elected Pope before he threw away his crutch and sang the " Te Deum " with a powerful voice. A few days after, being complimented on this re- markable change, he replied that before his election he stooped to look for the keys of Paradise, but, having found them, he only looked up to heaven, no longer having need of earthly things. He was Pope for upwards of five years. Allusion is often made in literature both to the crutch of Sixtus V. and to stooping to look for the keys of ^aradise.

4. A saw, &c. I have only been able to ind a variant

He that is down can fall no lower which occurs in Butler's 'Hudibras,' part i. canto iii. 1. 877. The first part appeared in 1663.

He that is down needs fear no fall, in Bunyan's ' Pilgrim's Progress,' dates from 1684 (i.e., the second part). The line attri- buted to Sir Walter Raleigh

Fain would I climb, but that I fear to fall- is older than either, and may have been the origin of both Bunyan's and Butler's lines. I find also that Fain would I, but I dare not ; I dare, and yet I

may not,

is the "first line of a lyric by Sir Walter Raleigh." EDWARD LATHAM.

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ENGLAND WITH MANY RELIGIONS AND ONE SAUCE (9 th S. ix. 407, 472). It was a curious coincidence, seeing that I had no recollection of having heard this saying before, that the same post which brought me ' N. & Q.' of 24 May should have also brought me a Ceylon paper (the Ceylon Observer of 14 June) con- taining another version of it. Here, in a letter from the Archdeacon of Kansas, it is applied to that part of Western America. He says :

" Western America is swamped with every con- ceivable type of schism ever heard or dreamt, and one is forcibly reminded at every turn of the young Englishman who, in describing the country in a letter home, remarked, 'It's all right; but one strange feature is that there are 150 different kinds of religions and only one kind of soup " noodle." '

J. P. L.

Ceylon.

OLD SONGS (9 th S. ix. 388, 492 ; x. 38). ' The Lincolnshire Poacher ' has been claimed by many counties, and has been printed as ' The Nottinghamshire Poacher,' ' The Somer- setshire Poacher,' and, at a later period, as ' The Lincolnshire Poacher.' Messrs. Chappell published it under the last-named title. It was arranged by Mr. Hodson, and was " s.ung

with great applause by Mr. Brough." In Boosey's collection of ' Old English Songs ' it appears under what was probably its original title, ' The Poacher.' As a regimental quick- step it has long been popular with the 10th Foot (North Lincolnshire), and with the old 69th (Welsh) Regiment, formerly known as the South Lincolnshire, now better known as the 2nd Battalion 10th Lincolnshire Regi- ment. The present "official" arrangement of the melody is attributed to a former 10th bandmaster, Mr. Young. The introduction to the quickstep is the regimental bugle-call of the 1st Battalion 10th Regiment. The wording of the song varies slightly, but the following is probably the most accurate :

THE LINCOLNSHIRE POACHER. When I was bound apprentice in famous Lincoln- shire, Full well I served my master for more than seven

year, 'Till I took up to polching, as you shall quickly

hear. O 'tis my delight on a shining night, in the season

of the year.

As me and my comarade was setting of a snare, 'Twas then we spied the gamekeeper for him we

did not care. For we can wrestle and fight, my boys, and jump

o'er anywhere. O 'tis my delight on a shining night, in the season

of the year. **

As me and my comarade were setting four or five. And taking on them up again, we caught the hare

alive, We caught the hare alive, my boys, and through the

woods did steer. O 'tis my delight on a shining night, in the season

of the year.

We throdun him over our shoulder, and then we

trudged home, We took him to a neighbour's house, and sold him

for a crown. We sold him for a crown, my boys, but I did not

tell you where. O 'tis my delight on a shining night, in the season

of the year.

Success to every gentleman that lives in Lincoln- shire,

Success to every polcher that wants to sell a hare, Bad luck to every gamekeeper that will not sell his

deer. 'tis my delight on a shining night, in the season

of the year.

A. R. C.

KNURR AND SPELL (9 th S. ix. 385, 452, 511). Your correspondents B. (who alludes to this game being played fifty years ago by hun- dreds) and W. C. B. (who says "it was known as dab and trigger" and that he "played at it many times about 1855-60") have evidently obtained the impression that it is a game of the past. Such, however, is not the case, as witness the following from the Leeds and