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Bishop Percy's
Folio Manuscript
Loose and Humorous Songs
EDITED BY
JOHN W. HALES, M.A.
FELLOW AND LATE ASSISTANT-TUTOR OF CHRIST'S COLLEGE, CAMBRIDGH
AND
FEEDEEICK J. FURNIVALL, M.A.
OF TRINITY HALL, CAMBRIDGE.
(assisted by W. CHAPPELL, Esq., &c. &c.)
LONDON:
N. TRUBNEE & CO., 60 PATERNOSTER ROW.
1867.

LONDON
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Ill
NOTICE.
Qui s'excuse tf accuse; but we make no excuse for putting forth
these Loose and Humorous Songs. They are part of the Manu-
script which we have undertaken to print entire, and as our
Prospectus says, " to the student, these songs and the like are
part of the evidence as to the character of a past age, and they
should not be kept back from him." Honi soit qui mat y jpense.
They serve to show how some of the wonderful intellectual
energy of Elizabeth's and James I.'s time ran riot somewhat,
and how in the noblest period of England's literature a freedom
of speech was allowed which Victorian ears would hardly
tolerate. That this freedom dulled men's wits or tarnished
their minds more than our restraint does ours, we do not
believe. We cannot give in to Mr. Procter's opinion that
because ladies of the Court liked Jonson's jokes, coarse to us,
therefore they could not appreciate his fancy and the higher
qualities of his mind.1 Manners refine slowly, and speech as
1 " On referring, after an interval of the conclusion that civilisation must
many years, to these old Masques, we have failed in some respects, and to fear
find ourselves somewhat staggered at the that the refined and graceful compli-
character of the jests, and the homely ments which our author so frequently
(not to say vulgar) allusions in which lavished upon the high ' damas' of
they ahound. The taste of the times King James's court was a pure waste
was, indeed, rude enough; and we can of his poetical bounty. It is scarcely
easily understand that jests of this possible that the ladies who could sit and
nature were tolerated or even relished hear jokes far coarser than Smollett's,
by common audiences. But when we uttered night after night, could ever have
hear that the pieces which contain them fully relished the delicate and sparkling
were exhibited repeatedly, with ap- verses which flowed from Jonson's pen."
plause, before the nobles and court —Introduction to Ben Jonson's Works,
ladies of the time (some of them young ed. 1838, p. xxiii-iv.
unmarried women), we are driven to

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NOTICE.
well. Tis custom that prevents the ill effects of habits that
seem likely to injure mental and moral health. Foreigners
judging from the low dresses in our ball-rooms, English maids
judging from French fish worn en's bare legs,1 often come to
very wrong conclusions. Water clear to one generation needs
straining for the next. Even Percy, and he a bishop, has not
marked with his three crosses (his marks of loose and humorous
songs) a few which we, easy-going laymen, have now thought
better to transfer to this volume. These are, See the Bwild-
inge, Fryar and Boye, The Man that hath, Dulcina, Cooke
Laurell, The Mode of France, Lye alone, Downe sate the
Shepard. We have not written Introductions to every one of
these pieces, as to the Ballads and Eomances of the MS. Let
it be enough that they are put in type.
1 Cp. Punch : " But that indelicate I There ! you might have knocked me down
with a feather!"

V
SECOND NOTICE.
Some of these songs the Editors would have been glad had it not
fallen to their lot to put forth. But, as was said before, they
are part of the Manuscript which has to be printed entire, and
must be therefore issued. They are also part of our Elizabethan
and Jacobite times; and when you are drawing a noble old oak,
you must sketch its scars and disfigurements as well as the glory
of its bark, its fruit and leaves. Students must work from the
nude, or they'll never draw.
Of the general character of Early English Literature enough
has been said in the Introduction to Conscience;, in vol. ii. of the
Ballads and Eomances ; but no age, no man, has been without
drawbacks, without sensual feelings or the expression of them.
They are natural: improper delight in them alone is wrong.
And from the expressions of this improper delight our Early
Literature is singularly free. Plain speaking there is, broad
humour there is; but of delight in sensuality for sensuality's
sake, there is very little indeed. Some of it is here, but it's
of our Middle Time, a time when the pressure of early wrongs,
and perchance the earnestness of national feeling, had somewhat
lessened, when luxury and indulgence more abounded. It is
well for the student to see it, that he may be under no illusion
as to that time; as it will be right for the student of Victorian
England, two or three hundred years hence, to see productions

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SECOND NOTICE.
that we would not willingly circulate now. But still, let no
one doubt that Professor Morley's words are true — that the
spirit of our Early and Middle Times was noble and pure; that,,
notwithstanding prurient novels and review-articles, and Holy-
well Street filth, our Victorian time is, in the main, noble and
pure too.
The Poems not marked with Percy's three crosses as loose,
which we have transferred to these pages, are Men that more;
Panche; In a May Mominge; The Turk in Linen; Loners
hearke alarum; 0 nay, 0 nay, not yet; I cannot be contented;
Lillumivham; Last night I thought; A Dainty Ducke (incom-
plete); A may den heade; Tom Long e; Allinagreene meadow e.
We had not at first intended to have side-notes added to this
volume, but See the bwildinge, the Fryar and Boye, and some
other poems, having been set with side-notes for the Ballads and
Romances before they were turned into this volume, the rest of
the pieces were side-noted for uniformity's sake. The italics in
the text are extensions of the contractions of the Manuscript.
August, 1867.

Vll
CONTENTS.
SEE THE BWILDINGE
WALKING IN A MEADOW GREN
0 JOLLY ROBIN
WHEN PHEBUS ADDREST
FRYAR AND BOTE .
AS I WAS RIDINGE BY THE WAY
THE MAN THAT HATH
DULCINA
OFF A PURITANE .
COOKE LAURELL .
THE MODE OF FRANCE .
BE NOT AFRAYD ,
DOE YOU MEANE .
A MAID AND A YOUNGE MAN
A CREATURE FOR FEATURE
LYE ALONE .
DOWNE SATE THE SHEPARD
MEN THAT MORE .
PANCHE
WHEN AS I DOE RECCORD
WHEN SCORTCHING PH(EBUS
IN A MAY MORNINGE
THE TURK IN LINEN
COME WANTON WENCHES
AS IT BEFFELL ON A DAY
BLAME NOT A WOMAN ,
OFF ALLE THE SEAES .

Vlll
CONTENTS.
fa
LOUERS HEARKE ALARUM
A FREINDE OP MINE
0 NAY: 0 NAT: NOT YETT
1 CANNOTT BEE CONTENTED
LILLUMWHAM
THE SEA CRABB .
LAST NIGHT I THOUGHT
I DREAMED MY LOUE
PANDERS COME AWAYE ,
A DAINTY DUCKE .
NOW FYE ON DREAMES .
A MAYDEN HEADE .
TOM LONGE .
ALL IN A GREENE MEADOWE
THOMAS YOU CANNOTT .
PAGE
87
89
92
94
96
99
101
102
104
103
109
111
112
114
116
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1
[Page 56 of MS,]
This song is to be found in the Koxburghe Collection of
Black-letter Ballads, I. 454, with the title " A well-wishing to a
place of pleasure. To an excellent new tune," and with six more
lines in each stanza. We quote it here for contrast sake.
A WELL-WISHING TO A PLAGE OF PLEASUEE.
To an excellent new Tune.
See the building
Where whilst my mistris lived in
Was pleasures essence,
See how it droopeth
And how nakedly it looketh
Without her presence:
2 Every creature
That appertaines to nature
'bout this house living,
Doth resemble,
If not dissemble,
due praises giving.2
Harke, how the hollow
Windes do blow
And seem to murmur
in every corner,
for her long absence :
The which doth plainly show
The causes why I do now
All this grief and sorrow show.
See the garden
Where I receivde reward in
for my true love :
Behold those places
Where I receivde those graces
the Grods might move.
2 The Queene of plenty
With all the fruits are dainty,
delights to please
1 Not inelegant.—P. Note on a se-
parate slip of paper:—
" This was once a very popular song,
as appears from a parody of it inserted
(as a solemn piece of music) in Hemming's
Flora springing
Is ever bringing
Dame Venus ease.2
Oh see the Arbour where that she
with melting kisses
distilling blisses
From her true selfe
with joy did ravish me.
The pretty nightingale
did sing melodiously.
Haile to those groves
Where I injoyde those loves
so many dayes.
Let the flowers be springing,
And sweet birds ever singing
their Roundelayes,
2 Many Cupids measures
And cause for true Loves pleasures,
Be daucd around,
Let all contentment
For mirth's presentment
this day be found2:
And may the grass grow ever green
where we two lying
have oft been trying
More severall wayes
than beauties lovely Queen
When she in bed with Mars
by all the gods was seen.
Jew's Tragedy, act 4, 4to, 1662.—KB.
The marginal corrections are made from
this Parody."—P.
2"2 Not in the Percy Folio copy.—F.

2
SEE THE BWILDINGE.
Mr. W. Chappell says that the " excellent new tune of this
song was adopted for other songs."
See my
mistress's
house!
It is desolate
in her
absence.
See the
garden
where we
have loved,
the arbour
where we
12
16
and the
groves!
and on the
grass where
we lay !
20
24
See the building which. whilestl my Mistress liued in
was pleasures asseince2 !
see how it droopeth, & how Nakedly it looketh
w^h-out her presence!
heearke how the hollow winds doe blowe,
& how the 3 Murmer in every corner
for her being absent, from whence they cheefly4 grow !
the cause that I doe now this greeffe & sorrow showe.
See the garden where oft I had reward in
for my trew loue !
see the places where I enioyed those graces
they 5 goddes might moue !
oft in this arbour, whiles that shee
w^th melting kisses disstilling blisses
through my frayle lipps, what Ioy did ravish me !
the pretty Nightingale did sing Melodiouslee.
Haile to those groves where wee inioyed our loues
soe many daies !
May the trees be springing, & the pretty burds be
singing
theire Roundelayes !
Oh ! may the grasse be euer greene
wheron wee, lying, haue oft beene tryinge
More seuerall wayes of pleasure then loues queene,
which once in bedd w^th Mars by all the godds was
seene.
, . lling.........
[half a page missing.']
where once.—P.
"With pleasure's essence,—P.
they.—P.
MS. cheesly.—F.
* the.—P.

aSMfcmg m a JHtatroto gtm
[Page 93 of MS.]
Perhaps the following may have been suggested by the ballad
of "The Two Leicestershire Lovers; to the tune of And yet
methmlcs I love thee," a copy of which is in the Eoxburghe Col-
lection, I. 412. The subject of each is two lovers; both poems
are in nearly the same metre, and begin with the same line.
The difference is in the after-treatment. The " Two Leicester-
shire Lovers " begins thus:—
Walking in a meadow green
For recreation's sake,
To drive away some sad thoughts
That sorrowful did me make,
I spied two lovely lovers,
Did hear each other's woe,
To 'point a place of meeting
Upon the meadow brow.
This was printed by John Trundle, at the sign of " The Nobody,"
in Barbican—the ballad-publisher immortalized by Ben Jonson
in his " Every Man in his Humour." (" Well, if he read this with
patience, I'll go and troll ballads for Master John Trundle
yonder, the rest of my mortality.") The printed copy is there-
fore as old as the manuscript.—W. C.
Walking in a meadowe greene, Walking
out,
fayre flowers for to gather,
where p[r]imrose rankes did stand on bankes
4 to welcome comers thither,
B

4
WALKING IN A MEADOW GREN.
I heard
a lass ask for
" Once
more,"
She was 12
under a lad,
and cried
" Once
more."
but still
she said
" Once
more."
He tried
and failed,
but still
she cried
" Once
more."
She helped
him
16
He was dull,
20
24
28
32
36
I hard a voice which made a Noise,
which caused me to attend it,
I heard a lasse say to a Ladd,
" once more, & none can mend it."
They lay soe close together,
they made me much to wonder ;
I knew not which was wether,
vntill I saw her vnder,
then off he came, & blusht for shame
soe soone that he had endit;
yet still shee lyes, & to him cryes,
" Once More, & none can mend it."
His lookes were dull & verry sadd,
his courage shee had tamed;
shee bad him play the lusty lad
or else he quite was shamed;
" then stifly thrust, hee hit me iust,
ffeare not, but freely spend it,
& play about at in & out ;
once more, & none can mend it."
And then he thought to venter her,
thinking the ffitt was on him ;
but when he came to enter her,
the poynt turnd1 backe vpon him.
Yet shee said, " stay ! goe not away
although the point be bended !
but toot againe, & hit the vaine !
once more, & none can Mend it."
Then in her Armes shee did him fold,
& oftentimes shee kist him,
yett still his courage was but cold
for all the good shee wisht him;
1 There is a tag to the d like an s.—F.

WALKING IN A MEADOW GKEN.
5
40
yett with her hand shee made it stand
soe stiffe shee cold not bend it,
& then anon shee cryes " come on
once more, & none can mend it! "
and cried
still" Once
more."
" Adew, adew, sweet hart," quoth hee,
" for in faith I must be gone."
" nay, then you doe me wronge," q^oth shee,
44 "to leaue me thus alone."
Away he went when all was spent,
wherat shee was offended ;
Like a troian true she made a vow
48 shee wold have one shold mend it.l
ffins.
He declined
and went
away.
She declared
she'd get
some one
else.
1 Qui n'en a qu'un, n'en a point: Prov. good have none as have no more l»ut one.
(Meant of Cocks, Bulls, &c, and some- Cotgrave.—F.
times alledged by lascivious women,) as
2? 2

6
<& follp tonkin.1
I'll cry out.
12
[Page 95 of MS.]
(J lolly Robin, hold thy hande !
I am not tyde in 2 Cupids bande;
I pray thee leaue thy foolinge, heyda !
by my faith & troth I cannot: heyda, fie !
what ? doe you meane to be soe bold ?
I must cry out! I cannot holde: heyda, ^.el "
" what a deale of doe is here, is here, is here ! "
" I begin to fainta 1
heyda, fye ! oh ! oh ! oh ! oh ! "
" what was that you sayd ?
heyda ! heyda! heyda ! heyda !
you will neuer leaue till I be paide."
Robin, do
your worst!
16
20
" 0 lolly Robin, doe thy worst!
thou canst not make my belly burst.
I pray thee leaue thy fooling: heyda! "
"by my faith & troth I cannot: heyda, fie ! "
" what ? doe you meane to vse me soe ?
I pray thee Robin let me goe : heyda, fye ! "
" what a deale of doe is heere, is heere, is heere ! "
" I begin to fainta. &c."
ffins.
wretched stuff.—Percy.
MS. lydain.—F.

Mfytn \$f)thn& atftr*sst
[Page 96 of MS.]
This song is printed in "Merry Drollery Complete," Part 2,
1661 and 1670, also in "Wit and Drollery, Jovial Poems," 1656,
p. 35. The tune is printed under the title of the burden " 0
doe not, doe not kill me yet," in J. J. Starter's u Boertigheden,"
Amsterdam, 4to, 1634, with a Dutch song written to the tune.
This proves that the popularity of the song had extended to
Holland twenty-two years before the earliest English copy that I
have hitherto found. If the date given for the Percy folio, about
1620, is right, it contains the earliest copy known.—W. C.
When Phebus addrest himselfe to the west,
& set vp his rest below,
Cynthia agreed in her gliteringe weede
4 her bewtie on me to bestow ;
& walking alone, attended by none,
by chance I hard one crye
" 0 doe not, doe not, kill me yett,
s for I am not prepared to dye ! "
With that I drew neare to see & to heare,
& strange did appeare such a showe ;
the Moone it was bright, & gaue such a light
12 as ffitts not each wight to know:
a man & a Mayd together were Laid,
& euer the mayd shee did cry,
" 0 doe not, doe not, kill me yet, I,
16 for I am not resohied to dye !"
By moon-
light,
walking
alone,
I heard a
maid say
" Don't kill
me yet."
I saw a
strange
show,
and still
the maid
cried
" Don't kill
me yet."
4

8
WHEN PHEBUS ADDREST.
The game
was blind-
man's buff,
and at the
end she
cried
" Don't kill
me yet!"
20
24
The youth was rough, he tooke vp her stuffe,
& to blindmans buffe they did goe;
hee kept such a eoyle, he gaue her the foyle,
soe great the broyle it did growe.
but shee was soe yonge, & he was soe stronge,
& he left her not till shee did erye,
" 0 doe not, doe not, kill me yett,
for I am not resolued to dye !"
The young
man pro-
mised
not to.
Then she
said,
" O kill me
once again."
28
32
with that he gaue ore, & solemplye swore
he wold kill her noe more that night,
but badd her adew: full litle he knew
shee wold tempt him to more delight.
But when they shold part, it went to her hart,
& gaue her more cause for to crye,
" O kill me, kill me, once againe,
ffor Now I am willing to dye ! "
ffins.

9
The present is the completest copy known to us of this capital
story, Wynkyn de Worde's, reprinted (with collations) by Mr.
W. C. Hazlitt ("Early Popular Poetry," v. 3, p. 54-81), runs with
it, though less smoothly, to 1. 456, but there suddenly throws up
its six-line stanzas, and ends the story with six four-line stanzas,
a circumstance not noticed by Mr. Hazlitt. The present copy
either wants half a stanza after 1. 495, or a stanza of 9 lines is
given at 1.493-501, as in stanzas of four lines one is often increased
to six. Mr. Hazlitt's introduction gives all the bibliography of
the poem, except a notice of Mr. Halliwell's print of it in the
Warton Club " Early English Miscellanies," 1854, p. 46-62, from
Mr. Ormsby Gore's Porkington MS. No. 10. This Porkington
copy is in seventy-one six-line stanzas (426 lines), but does not
contain the citation of the boy before the " officiall" and the
scene in court. The tale ends at 1. 402 (corresponding with
1. 396 here, no doubt the end of the first version of the tale)^
the last four stanzas winding it up with a moral.
1HAT god that dyed for vs all [page 97#] May God
& dranke both vinigar & gal],
bringe vs out of balle,3
4 and giue them both good life & longe
■which listen doe vnto my songe,
or tend vnto my talle4 !
1 The rhyme every where requires p. 209, col. 1. E. E. Text Soc 1867.—-E.
that it should be written or pronounced 2 Collated with a copyinPepys library,
ERERE, as in Chaucer.—P. In our 12°, Vol. N°. 358. Lettered, Wallace.— P.
earliest Rhyming Dictionary, Levins's This song is very different and much su-
Manipulus, 1570, under the words in perior to the common printed story "book.
eare, are entered a Bryar, a Eryar, a For date see st. 71 [1. 428, p. 25].—P.
Whyer, chorus, a Quear of paper, liber, 3 bale.—P. 4 tale.—P.

10
FRYAR AND BOYE.
A man,
thrice
married,
has a son by
his first
wife,
there dwelt a man in my countrye
8 whichJ in his life had wines 3,
a blessing fnll of Ioye !
By the first wife a sonne he had,2
which was a prettye sturdye ladde,
12 a good vnhappy3 boye.
whom he
loves well,
but the
stepmother
spites.
His father loned him well,4
bat his stepmother neue[r] a deale,—
I tell yon as I thinke,—
16 All things shee thonght lost, by the roode,
which to the boy did anye good,5
as either meate or drinke;
The boy
fares ill.
And yet-1-wis it was bnt badde,
20 nor halfe enonge therof he hade,
but enermore the worst;
And therfore enill might shee fare,
that did6 the litle boy such care,
24 soe forth7 as shee dnrst.
The step-
mother asks
her husband
to send him
away.
28
Vnto the man the wiffe gan say,
" I wold yon wold put8 this boy awaye,
& that right soone in haste ;
Trnlie he is a cursed ladde 9 !
I wold some other man him hade
that wold him better chast.10"
The husband
will not,
Then said the goodman, " dame,11 not soe,
32 I will not lett the yonge boy goe,
he is but tender of age ;12
1 who.—P.
2 his first . . a child . .—P.
3 i. e. unlucky, full of waggery.—P.
4 loved him very well.—P.
5 which might the boy do.—P.
6 that wrought.—P.
7 so far forth.—P.
8 I would ye put.—P.
9 wicked lad.—P.
10 i.e. chasten, chastise.—1
11 dane in MS.— F.
12 He's but of tender age.-

FKYAR AND BOTE.
11
He© shall this yeere w^'th mel abyde
till he be growne more strong & tryde
36 ffor to win better wage :
40
" Wee haue a man, a sturdie lout,
which keepeth 2 our neate the feilds about,
& sleepeth all the day,
Hee shall come home,3 as god me sheeld,
and the Boy shall4 into the feild
to keepe them if hee may."
but proposes
he shall take
the
neatherd's
place.
44
48
Then sayd the wiffe in verament,
" husband, therto I giue consent,
for that I thinke it neede."
On the Morrow when it was day,
the litle boy went on his way
vnto the feild5 with. speede.
Next day
the boy does
so,
52
Off noe man hee tooke anye care,6
but song " hey ho ! away the Mare7 ! "
much mirth 8 he did pursue ;
fforth hee went9 w^'th might & maine
vntill he came vnto10 the plaine,
where he his* l dinner drew.
singing as
he goes.
56
60
But when he saw it was soe bad, .
full litle list therto he had,
but put it from12 sight,
Saying he had noe list to 13 tast,
but thatu his hunger still shold last
till hee came home att Night.
The food
given him
is so
untempting
that he
cannot eat
it.
1 with me this year.—P.
2 who keeps.—P.
3 bide home.—P.
4 And Jack shall pass.—P.
5 towards the field.—P.
6 took he . . cure.—P.
7 mure.—P.
8 with mirth.—P.
9 Forward he drew.—
10 amidst,—P.
11 And then his.—P.
12 it up from.—V.
13 no will to.—P.
14 And that.—P.

12
FRYAK AND BOYE.
An old man
comes his
way,
And as the boy sate on a hill,
there came an old man him vntill,
was walking by the way;
64 " Sonne," he said, "god thee see1 ! "
" now welcome, father, may you bee2 !
the litle boy gan say.3
and asks for
food.
The boy
offers what
he has.
The old man sayd, "I hunger sore ;
68 then hast4 thou any meate in store
which thou mightest5 giue to me ? "
The child 6 replyed, " soe god me saue !
to such poore victualls as I haue,
72 right welcome shall you be."
The old man
eats and is
happy,
Of this the old man was full gladd,
the boy drew forth such as he hadd,
& sayd "goe to gladlie."
76 The old man easie was to please,
he eate7 & made himselfe att ease,
saying, " sonne, god amercye 8 !
[page 98, ]
then bids
the boy
choose three
presents.
He chooses
1. a bow.
"Sonne," he sayd, "thou hast giuen meate to me,9
80 & I will giue 3 things to thee,10
what ere thou wilt in treat."
Then sayd the boy, "tis best, I trow,11
that yee bestow on me12 a bowe
84 with which I burds may gett."
The old
man
promises
him a right
good one,
" A bow, my sonne, I will thee giue, '
the which shall Last while thou dost Hue,
was neuer bow more fitt! 13
1 Who said my son now God thee see.
-P.
2 full welcome father .... ye.—P.
3 did say.—P.
4 Jack, hast,—P.
5 mayest,—P.
6 the boy.—P.
7 he ate.—P.
8 gramercye.—P.
9 And for the meate thou gave to me'.
-P.
10 I will . . unto.—P.
11 The best . . know.—P.
12 ye give to me.—P.
13 Yea never bow nor break.—P.

FKYAfi AND BOYE.
13
88 ffor if thou shoot therin all day,
waking or winking, or1 anje waye,
the marke2 thou shalt iLitt/'
Now when the bowe in hand he felt,
92 & had the3 arrowes vnder his belt,
hartilye he laught I-wiss,4
And sayd, " had I a pipe w?'th-all,
tho neuer litle or soe small,5
96 I then had all my wishe." 6
and gives it
him.
He chooses
2. a pipe.
100
"A pipe, sonne, thou shalt haue alsoe,7
which in true Musieke soe shall goe—
I put thee out of doubt—
As who that Hues 8 & shall it heare,
shall haue noe power to forbeare,
but laugh & leape about.
The old man
him a very
charming
one.
" JNTow tell me what the 3? shalbee ;
104 for 3 things I will giue9 to thee
as I haue sayd before."
The boy then smiling, answere made,
" I haue enough for my pore trade,
108 I will desire noe more."
The boy is
content.
112
The old man sayd, " my troth is plight,
thou shalt haue all I thee behightI0;
say on now, let me see."
" Att home I haue," the boy replyde,
" a cruell step dame full of pride,
who is most curst to mee;
The old man
bids him
choose his
third pre-
sent.
1 walking: del. or.—P.
2 [insert] still.-—P.
3 the, del.—P.
4 He merry was I, &e.—P.
5 Though ne'er so little.—P.
6 I had all that I wish.-—P.
7 shalt thou have.—P.
s that whoso-ever.—P.
9 will I give.—P.
w behight, printed copy, behett; be-
hight, behote, promittere, vovere, pro-
missus, pollicitus.—P.
c 2

14
FEYAK AND BOYB.
The boy
wishes that
whenever
his step-
mother
stares
spitefully at
him she may
" a rap let
go."
" when meate my father giues to mee,
116 shee wishes poysonjt might bee,
and stares me in the1 face :
Now when shee gazeth on me soe,
I wold shee might a rapp 2 let goe
120 that might ring through the place."
The old man
agrees,
The old man answered then anon,
"when-ere3 shee lookes thy face vpon,
her tayle shall wind4 the home 5
124 Soe Lowdlye, that who shold 6 it heare
shall not be able to forbeare,
but laugh her vnto scorne.
and departs. " Soe, farwell Sonne ! " the old man cryed;
128 " god keepe you, S^r ! " the boy replyed,
" I take my leaue of thee !
God, that blest7 of all things, may
keepe 8 thee save 9 both night & day !"
132 "gramercy, sonne ! " sayd hee.
At nightfall
Jack pipes
his cattle
home,
When it grew neere vpon10 the night,
Iacke, well prepared,11 hied home full right ;-
itt was his ordinance ;—
136 And as he went his pipe did blow,
the whilest his cattell on a row
about him gan to 12 dance;
1 stareth in my.—P. 2 fart.—P.
3 that.—P.
4 wynd.—P.
s Compare G-loton in the Vision of
Piers Plowman, who
blew his rounde ruwet
At his rugge-bones ende,
That alle that heard that horn
Helde hir noses after,
And wisshed it had been wexed
With a wispe of firses.
(ed. Wright, v. 1, p. 98, 1. 3171-6).-
6 shall.—P.
7 And he that best,—P.
8 protect.—P.
9 safe.—P.
10 drew . . . unto.—P.
11 advised.—P.
12 fast did.—P.

FBYAR AND BOTE.
15
Thus to the towne he pipt1 full trim, [page 99.]
140 his skipping beasts did 2 ffollow him
into his ffathers close.
He went & put them [up] each 3 one;
which done, he homewards went anon; 4
144 vnto his fathers hall5 he gooes.
His ffather att his supper sate,
& litle Iacke espyed well thatt,
and said to him anon,
148 "father, all day I kept yo^r neate,
at night I pray you giue me some 6 meate,
I am7 hungrye, by Saint Iohn !
" Meateless 8 I haue lyen all the day,
152 & kept jour beasts, they did not stray;
My dinner was but ill."
His ffather tooke a Capon9 winge,
& at the boy™ he did it fling,
156 bidding him eate his fill.
finds his
father
supping, and
asks for a
help.
His father
throws him
a capon's
wing,
This greeued11 his stepdames hart full sore,
who lothed12 the Ladd still more & more;
shee stared13 him in the face :
160 with that shee let goe such a blast
that made14 the people all agast,
itt sounded15 through the place;
The step-
dame stares
at him,
fulfils the
old man's
promise,
Each one laught & made16 good game,
164 but the curst wife grew red for shame
& wisht shee had beene gone.
and is
laughed at.
pipes.—P.
do.—P.
up each.—P.
Then went into the house anon.-
1 into the hall.—P.
! del.—P.
' I'm.—P.
3 meatless.—P.
-P.
9 capon's.—P.
10 at his son.—P.
11 loathes.—P.
12 grieves.—P.
13 And stares.—P.
14 As made.—P.
15 And sounded.—P.
16 did laugh & make.
-P.

16
FRYAR AND BOYE.
168
" Perdy," the boy sayd, " well I wott
that gun was both well chargedl & shott,
& might haue broke a stone."
She stares
again, with
the same
result.
ffull curstlye2 shee lookt on him tho :
that looke another cracke 3 lett goe
which did a thunder4 rise.
172 Q^oth the boy, " did5 you euer see
a woman let her pelletts flee
More thicke & more at ease ?
The boy
triumphs.
She tells her
wrongs to a
friar,
" ffye! " said the boy vnto his dame,
176 " temper yo^r6 teltale bumm, for shame ! "
w^'eh made her full of sorrow.
"Dame,"7 said the goodman, " goe thy way,
for why, I sweare, by night nor day8
180 thy geere is not to borrow."
Now afterwards, as you shall heare,
Ynto the house there eame a fryar,
& lay there all the'night.
184 The wiffe this fryer loued as a Samt,9
& to him made a great complaint
of Iackes most vile despight.
"We haue," q^oth shee, "within, I-wis,
188 a wiced boy,—none shrewder is,—
which doth me mighty care;
I dare not looke vpon his face,
or hardly tell10 my shamefull case,
192 soe filthylie I fare ;
1 well, not in P. C.—P.
2 Cp. Cotgrave's "Feroce, cruell, fierce,
curst f hard-hearted, sterne, austere:"
" the auncient Komanes . . ysed to ty a
wispe of Hay about the one home of a
shrewd or curst Beast," (w. foin). " Belle
femme mauvaise teste: Pro. Faire women
either curst or cruell "be."—~F.
3 And then another fart.—P.
4 Which gart the Thunder.—P.
5 Quoth Jack, Sir, did.—P.
6 thy.—P.
7 good maid.—P.
8 and day.—P.
9 This wife did love him as a saint,
-P.
10 Nor . . . shew.—P.

FRYAR AND BOTE.
17
" for gods loue meet this boy1 to-morrow,
beat him well, & giue him sorrow,
& make2 him blind or lame."
196 The fiyar swore he wold him beat,
the wiffe prayd him 3 not to forgett,
the boy did her much shame :
and asks him
to beat the
boy soundly.
" Some wiche he is," q^oth4 shee, " I smell."
200 " but," q^oth the fryar, " He beat him well!
of that take you noe care;
He teach him witchcraft, if I may."
" 0," q^oth the wiffe, " doe soe, I pray,
204 lay on & doe not spare."
The friar
agrees.
208
Early next morne the boy arose,
& to the field full soone he goes,
his cattell for to driue.
The fryer then5 vp as early gatt,
he was afrayd to come to 6 late,
he ran 7 fall fast & blythe.
[page 100.]
Next day
the boy
goes afield
as before,
followed by
the friar:
212
216
But when he came vnto the land,8
he found where litle Iacke did stand,
keeping his beasts alone.
"Now, boy," he sayd, " god giue thee shame !
what hast thou done to thy stepdame ?
tell me forthwith anon !
who asks
him to
explain his
conduct.
" And if thou canst not quitt9 thee well,
He beate thee till thy body swell,
I will not longer10 byde."
1 For my sake meet him.—P.
2 Yea, make.—P.
3 She prayed him.—P.
4 He is a witch, qth.—P.
5 dele then.—P.
6 he came too.—P.
7 And ran.—P.
8 upon the land.—P.
9 quite.—P.
10 no longer.—P.

18
FRYAR AND BOYE.
Jack
changes the
subject;
offers to
shoot a bird
and give it
to the friar.
Shoots it.
220 The boy replyed, " what ayleth thee ?
my stepdame is as well as thee ;
what needs you thus to Chyde ? l
" Come3 will you seemy 2 arrow flye
224 & hitt yon small bird in 3 the eye,
& other things w^thall ?
Six fryer, tho I4 haue litle witt,
yett yonder bird I meane to hitt,
228 & giue her you I shall."
There sate a small birde in a5 bryar:
" Shoot, shoot, you wagg," then sayd the fryer,
" for that I long to see." 6
232 Iacke hitt the bird vpon the head
soe right that shee fell downe for dead,
noe further cold shee flee.
The friar
gone among
the bushes
to pick it up,
Jack pipes
and makes
him dance.
236
240
ffast to the bush the fryar went,
& vp the bird in hand7 hee hent,8
much wondering at the chance.
Meane while9 Iacke tooke his pipe & playd
soe lowd, the fryar grew mad apaide,10
& fell to11 skip & dance;
The briars
scratch and
tear him.
Now sooner was12 the pipes sound heard,
but Bedlam like l3 he bou[n]cet & fared,
& leapt the bush about;
244 The sharpe bryars cacth14 him by the face,
& by the breech & other place,
that fast the blood ran out;
1 Clyde in MS.—F.
2 Sir, will. . . mine.—P.
3 yon . . . on.—P.
4 Good Sir, if I.—P.
3 on a.—P.
6 that fain w*I see.—P.
7 hands.—P.
8 hent, seized, laid hold on. Johnson:
capere, assequi, prehendere, arripere.—
Junius.—P.
9 mean time.—P.
10 perhaps mal-apaid. Id est ill-apaid.
See p. 363, lin. 23 [of MS.].—P.
11 And gan to.—P.
12 no . . . he.—P.
13 madman-like.—P. H scratcht.—P.

FRYAR AND BOTE.
19
It tare J his clothes downe to the skirt,
248 his cope,2 his coole,3 his linen shirt,
& emery other weede.4
The thornes this while 5 were rough & thicke,
& did his priuy members pricke,
252 that fast they gan to bleede.
Iacke, as he piped, laught amonge 6;
the fryar w^'th bryars was vildlye stunge,
he hopped wonderous hye.
256 Att last the fryar held vp his hand,
& said, " I can noe longer stand!
Oh ! I shall dancing dye !
Jack laughs,
The friar
begs for
mercy.
260
264
" Gentle Iacke, thy pipe hold still,
& here I vow for goode nor ill
to doe thee any woe ! "
Iacke laug[h]ing, to him thus replyed,
" fryer, sckipp out on the7 other side,
thou hast free leaue to goe."
Jack lets
him go.
Out of the bush the fryar then went,
% all Martird,8 raggd,9 scratcht & rent,
& torne on euery side;
268 Hardly on him was left a clout
to wrap his belly round about,
his harlotrye to hide.
The friar
goes away
ragged and
lacerated,
The thornes had scratcht him by the face,
272 the hands, the thighes,10 & euery place,
he was all bathed in bloode
1 He tare.—P.
2 His cap.—P.
3 cowle, a monk's hood.—P.
4 garment, A.-S. weed, wed.—F.
5 the while.—P.
8 at intervals.—F.
7 at the.—P.
8 So the French martirise, tormented,
put to great pain, torture. So martyrit,
Scot., is martyr'd, murder'd, kill'd. Item,
sore wounded or bruised.—Grloss. to
G[awin] D[ouglasj.—P.
9 ragged.—P.
10 on hands & thighs.—P.
D

20
FEYAK AND BOTE.
276
Soe much, that who the fryar did see,
for feare of him was faine * to flee,
thinking he had beene woode.
to the step-
dame.
280
When to the good wife home2 he came,
he made noe bragge for verry shame
to see his clothes rent all ;
Much sorrow in his hart he had,
& euery man did guesse him made3
when he was in the hall.
[page 101.J
and recounts
his woes.
The goodwiffe said, " where hast thou beene ?
284 sure in some evill place, I weene,
by sight of thine array."
" Dame," said he, " I came from thy sonne ;
the devill & he hath me vndone,
288 noe man him conquer may."
She
complains
of the boy
to the
goodman,
292
w^th that the goodman he came in,
the wiffe sett on her madding pin,4
cryed, " heeres5 a foule array !
thy sonne, that is thy liffe & deere,
hath almost slaine the holy fryar,6
alas & welaway ! "
who inquires
into the
The goodman said, " Benedicitee !
296 what hath the vile boy done to thee ?
now tell me without let."
" The devill him take ! " 7 the fryar he sayd,
" he made me dance, despite my head,8
300 among the thornes the hey-to-bee.9 "
were fain.—P.
1 MS. hone.—E.
mad.—P.
See note 2 to 1. 484, p. 28.—F.
here is.—P.
6 frere.—P.
7 take him . . . then.—P.
8 mine head.—P.
9 hey-go-heat.—P. Hey, to sport, play
or gamhol; to kick about. Halliwell.—P

FRYAR AND BOYE*
21
The goodman said vnto him thoe,
" father! hadst thou beene murdered soe,
it had beene1 deadly sine.2 "
304 The fryar to him made this replye,
" the pipe did sound soe Merrilye
that I cold never blin.3 "
Now when it grew to almost night,
308 Iacke the boy came home full right
as he was wont to doo;
But when he came into4 the hall,
full soone his father did him call,
312 & bad him come him too :
and, when
Jack comes
home,
" Boy," he said, " come tell me heare,5
what hast thou done vnto this fryer ?
lye not in anything."
316 " fFather," he said, "now by my birthe,
I plaide him but a fitt of Mirth
& pipet him vp a6 spring."
calls him
to account
for his
doings.
" That pipe,7" said his father, "wold I heare."8
320 " now god forbidd ! " cryed out the fryar9 ;
his hands he then did10 wringe.
" You shall," the boy said, " by gods grace."
the ffryar replyed, " woe & alas ! "
324 making his sorrowes ringe.
Wishes
himself to
hear the
pipe.
"ffor gods loue ! " said the warched fryar,11
" & if you will that strange pipe heare,
binde me fast to a post!
At his own
request the
friar
1 It sh? be:—It had been no deadly
sin.—P.
2 sin, pr. copy.—P.
3 blin, cessare, desinere, desistere.—
Lye.-~P.
4 unto.—P.
5 let me hear.—P.
6 piped him a.—P.
7 There is a tag to the e as if for s.—F.
8 Pype ... I would.—P.
9 frere.—P.
10 then did he.—P.
11 frere.—P.
d2

22
FRYAR AND BOYE.
328 for sure my fortune thus I reade,
if dance I doe, I am but deade,
my woe-full life is lost! "
is bound
fast to a
post.
Strong ropes they tooke, both sharpe & round,
332 & to the post the fryer bounde1
in the middest2 of the hall.
All they which att3 the table sate,
laughed & made good sport theratt,
336 sayinge, " fryer, thou canst not fall! "
340
Then sayd the goodman to the boy,
" Iacke, pipe me vp a merry toye,
pipe freelye when thou will! "
" ffather," the boy said, " verelye
you shall haue mirth enoughe & glee
till you bidd me bee still."
Jack pipes,
and every
creature 344
dances,
348
W^'th that his pipe he quicklye sent,4
& pipt, the whilest in verament
each creature gan to dance ;
Lightly the scikipt & leapt about,
yarking5 in their leggs, now in, now out,
striuing aloft to prance.
the goodman The good man, as in sad dispaire,
leapt out & through & ore his chayre,
noe man cold caper hyer 6 ;
352 Some others leapt quite ore the stockes,
some start att strawes & fell att blockes,7
some8 wallowed in the fyer.
[page 102.]
1 they bound.—P.
2 middle.—P.
3 that at.
4 hent.—P.
5 yerking their Legs.
To yerk is to
throw out or move with a spring.—
Johnson.—P.
6 caper higher.—P. T o'er blocks.—P.
8 MS. sone, with a mark of contraction
over the n.—P.

FKYAR AND BOTE.
23
356
360
Tlie goodman made himselfe good sportt
to see them dance1 in this madd sortt;
the goodwiffe sate not still,
But as shee dancet shee2 looket on Iacke,
& fast her tayle did double each cracke,
lowd as a water Mill.
and his wife,
364
The fryer this while was almost lost,
he knocket3 his pate against the post,
it was his dancing grace;
The rope rubd him vnder the chinn4 f
that the blood ran from his tattered sckin
in many a Naked place.
The friar,
in spite of
his pre-
cautions, is
much
Iacke, piping, ran into the street;
368 they followed him with nimble ffeet,
hauing noe power to stay,
And in their hast they5 dore did cracke,
eche tumbling oyer his ffellows backe
372 vnmindfull of their way.
Jack passes
into the
street with
his dancers.
The Neighbors that were dwelling by,
hearing the pipe soe Merrilye,
came dancing to the gate;
376 Some leapt ore dores, some oer the hatch,6
ISToe man wold stay to draw the latch
but thought they came to Late;
The
neighbours
join the
rout,
Some sicke or sleeping in their bedd,
380 as the 7 by chance lift vp their heade,
were w^'th the pipe awaked;
even sick
folks, and
undressed,
1 the dance.—P.
2 But dancing still she.—P.
8 knockt.—P.
4 chim, MS.—F. his chin.—P.
6 the.—P.
6 A wicket, or half-door.
Gloss.—F.
7 they.—P.
Halli well's

24
FEYAK AND BOYE.
and lame.
Straight forth1 the 2 start thorrow dores & kockes,3
some in their shirts, some in their smockes,
384 & some starke belly naked.
When all were gathered round about,
there was a vild vnrulye rout
that dancing4 in the street,
388 Of wMch, some lame that cold not goe,
striuing to leape, did tumble soe
they dancet on hands & feet.
At last Jack,
tired, rests.
The friar
summons
Jack to
appear
before the
official.
392
396
400
Iacke tyred w^'th the sport5 said, " now He rest/'
" doe," q^oth his father, "I hold it best,
thou cloyest me w^'th this cheere6;
I pray thee, boy, now7 quiett sitt;
in faith8 this was the Merry est fitt
I heard this 7 yeere."
All those9 that dancing thither came,
laught heartilye & made good game,
yett some gott many a fall.
" Thou cursed boy! " cryed out the10 fryar,11
"heere I doe summon thee to appeare 12
beffore the Officiall!
" Looke thou be there on fry day next;
404 He meet thee then, thou13 now perplext,
for to ordaine thee sorrow.14 "
The boy replyed, " I make15 avowe,
fryer, He appeare as soone as thou,
408 if fry day were to Morrowe."
1 ouwP.
2 MS. ye.—R
3 ?small openings; cf. Phillips.
" Among Sea-men Cocks are little square
pieces of Brass, with Holes in them, put
into the middle of great Wooden Shivers,
to keep them from splitting and galling
by the Pin of the Block or Pulley on
which they turn."—F.
4 danced.—P. * with sport.—P.
6 this not in Pfrinted] C[opy],~
* thou.—P.
8 In truth.^P.
9 these.—P.
10 MS. thy.—P.
ii frere.—P.
12 thee appear.—rP.
13 though.—P.
14 they sorrow.—P.
15 I'll make.—P.

FRYAR AND BOTE.
25
But fryday came, as you shall heare ;
Iackes stepdam & the dancing fryar,1
together they were mett,
412 And other people a great pace
flockt to the court to heare eche case:
the Officiall2 was sett.
On Friday
all the world
flocks to the
court.
Much c[i]uill matters were to doo,
416 more libells read then one o tow3
both [against priest & clarke ; ] 4
Some there had testaments to proue, [page 103.]
some women there through wanton loue,
420 wMgIo. gott strokes in the darke.
Each Proctor 5 there did plead his case;
when forth did stepp fryer Topias6
& Iackes stepdame alsoe :
424 " Sir Officiall," a-lowd said hee,
" I haue brought a wicked boy to thee,
hath done me mightye woe;
Other
business
disposed of,
the friar
steps
forward,
" He is a wiche, as I doe feare,
428 in Orleance7 he can find noe peere,
this of my troth8 I know."
and accuses
Jack of
witchcraft;
1 frere.—P.
2 Phillips defines an Official, " In the
Canon Law, a Person to whom any Bishop
commits the Charge of his Spiritual Ju-
risdiction ; the Chancellor or Judge of a
Bishop's Court. In the Statute or Common
Law, a Deputy whom an Archdeacon
substitutes in the executing of his Juris-
diction." Chaucer, in his Freres Tale,
tells us the offences that an Archdeacon
tried, and we quote his words to illustrate
the next stanza above—
Whilom there was dwellyng in my
countre
An erchedeken, a man of gret degre,
That boldely did execucioun
In punyschyng of fornicacioun,
Of wicchecraft, and eek of bauderye,
Of diffamacioun, and avoutrie,
Of chirche-reves, and of testamentes,
Of contractes, and of lak of sacraments,
And eek of many another [maner] cryme
Which needith not to reherse at this
tyme.
Canterbury Tales, ed. Morris, v. 2, p.
246, 1. 1-10; ed. Wright, p. 78, col. 2,
1. 6883-90.—F.
3 one or two.—P.
4 MS. cut away. " Both with preest
and clerke," ed. Hazlitt; but the bits of
letters left in the folio require against
and priest.—F.
5 Proctor, an Advocate who, for his
Fee, undertakes to manage another Man's
Cause in any Court of the Civil or Eccle-
siastical Law: Phillips.—F.
6 Tobias—P.
7 alluding to the Pucelle d'Orleans,
accounted a witch by the English.—P.
8 of my ruth.—P.

26
FRYAR AND BOTE.
and so does
the step-
mother,
432
" He is a Devill," quoth the wiffe,
" & almost hath bereaued my1 liffe ! "
at that her taile did blow
436
Soe lowd, the assembly laught theratt,
& said ' her pistolls cracke 2 was flatt,
the charge was all amisse.'
" Dame," q^oth the gentle Ofieiall,
" proceed & tell me forth thy tale,
& doe not let for this."
but is
abruptly
made
ashamed and
dumb.
The wiffe that feared another cracke,
440 stood mute, & neere a word shee spake ;
shame put her in such dread.
" Ha ! " said the fryer right angerlye,
" knaue ! this is all along sill of3 thee ;
444 now euill mayst4 thou speed! "
The friar
tells of
Jack's pipe,
448
The fryer said, " Sir Officiall!
this wicked boy will vexe vs all
vnlesse you doe him chast.
Sir, he hath yett a pipe trulye
will make you dance & leape full hie
& breake your hart at last."
and raises
the official's
curiosity,
The Officiall replyd, " perdee!
452 such a pipe faine wold5 I see,
& what mirth it can make."
" Now god forbidd! " replyed the fryar,6
" that ere wee shold that vild pipe heare
456 ere I my way hence take."
1 almost ber? me of my.—P.
2 Compare Bussell's BoJce of Nurture,
1. 304 :—
And euer beware of gunnes with thy
hynder ende blastyng.—F.
3 all still long of.—P. ? sill, beam.
—F.
4 mote.—P.
5 I fain would.—P. 6 frere.—P.

FEYAR AND BOTE.
27
460
" Pipe on, Iacke ! " sayd the officiall,
" & let me heare thy cuningJ all."
Iacke blew his pipe full lowde
That euery man start yp & dancte;
Proctors & preists, & somners3 pranct,
& all in that great crowde ;
at whose
bidding Jack
pipes away,
and all the
world begins
dancing,
464
468
Over the deske the officiall ran,
& hopt vpon the table, then
straight Iumpt vnto3 the flore.
The fryer that danct4 as fast as hee,
mett him midway, & dangerouslye
broke eithers5 face full sore.
even the
official,
who suffers
a collision
with the
friar.
472
The register leapt from his pen,
& hopt into the throng of men,
his inkhorne in his hande ;
with swinging round about his head,
some he strucke6 blind, some almost dead,
some they cold hardly stand.
The
Register's
ink-horn
swings
about
banefully.
476
480
The proctors flung their bills7 about,
the goodwiues tayle gaue many a shout,
perfuming all the Mirthe ;
The Somners, as they had beene woode,
leapt ore the formes & seates a goode,8
& wallowed on the earth.
Proctors and
somners hop
madly.
Wenches that for their pennance came,
& other Meeds of wordlye9 shame,
danct*0 euery one as fast;
1 cunning.—P.
2 sompners or somners, i.e. summoners,
they who cited to the court.—P.
3 into.—P.
4 dauns't.—P.
5 others.—P.
6 strake.—P.
7 the bills.—P.
8 i. e. at a good rate.—P.
good 'un."—F.
9 worldly.—P.
10 daunst.—P.
Cp. our " a
E

28
FRYAR AND BOYE.
484 Each sett onl a merry pin,2
some broke their heads, & some their shin,
& some their noses brast.
At last the
official begs
the boy to
give over
playing.
The officiall thus sore turmayld,
488 Halfe swelt3 with sweat, & almost spoyld,
cryed to the wanton childe
4 To pipe noe more within that place,
but stay the sound, euen for gods grace,
492 & loue of Mary Milde.'
[page 104. |
Jack will
do so on
condition of
an amnesty.
Iacke sayd, " as you will, it shalbe,
provided I may hence goe free,
& no man doe me wrong,4
496 Neither this woman nor this fryer,5
nor any other creature heere."
The
condition
agreed to,
he answered him anon,
" Iacke, I to thee my promise plight,
500 in thy defence I mean to fight,
& will oppose thy fone.6"
Jack stops
his pipe.
Iacke ceast7 his pipes : then all still stood;
some laughing hard, some raging woode.
504 soe parted at that tide
The Officiall & the Somner,
the stepdame & the wicked fryer,8
w^'th much Ioy, mirth, & pride.
ffins.
1 sat upon.—P.
2 On the pin, on the qui vive. In a
merry pin, i. e. a merry humour, half
intoxicated. HalliweU's Gloss.—P.
3 MS. pared away, read by Percy.—P.
4 Half a stanza seems wanting here
and in Pr. Copy.—P.
5 frere.—P.
6 fone, i.e. foes.—P.
7 cast.—P. 8 frere.—P.

29
as 5 toas rfomge ftp tf)e toap*1
[Page 104 of MS.]
AS I was ryding by the way,
a woman profered me a bagge,
& 40^. cattell more, to stay
& giue her belly but a swagge.
A pox on the whore, they were but serapps
that I supposed was single monye ;
the cattell had lice, or else perhapps
I had light and tooke her by the coney.
I had not farther rydd a Myle
but I mett with a market Maide
who sunge, the way for to beguile,
in these same words, and thus shee said :
" I see the Bull do the Bull the cow;
& shall I liue a maiden still ?
I see the bore doth brim the sow ;
& yet there is neuer a Iacke for gill."
I had some hope, & to her spoke,
" sweet hart, shall I put my flesh in thine ? "
" w^th all my hart, Sir ! yo^r nose in my arse/'
q^oth she, " for to keepe out the winde."
First I met
a woman
who wanted
me.
Then I met
a market
maid who
sang
that she
wanted a
lover.
I offered
myself,
and she
sold me.
Shee ryde vpon a tyred mare,
& to reuenge noe time w^thstoode,
I bluntlye asket pro to occupye her ; T asked t0
but first shee wold know wherfore that was good. occupy er"
1 A loose but humorous song.—P.
e2

30
AS I WAS EIDINGE BY THE WAY.
"Occupy
my mare,'
said she.
" It will make thee liuelye," I did say,
" put Ioy and spiritt in stead of woee."
" then occupy my mare, I pray,
28 good S^r, for shee can hardlye goe."
I asked to
kiss her,
tout was
sold again.
I milder grew, & wold but feele:
She said she was neuer felt, but kist;
I was content, & shee said, " weele,
32 youst kisse my bum & feele my fist."
So I rode
away,
and told
nobody.
36
I was red & pale w^th shame & spight
to be soe answered of the drabb,
that I swore, So spurrd, & away did ride,
& of my wooinge was noe blabbe.
ffins.

31
Wt)t i^lan tf)Ut fcaffi,
[Page 104 of MS.]
The man that hath a hansome wiffe
& keepes her as a treasure,
it is my cheefest ioy of liffe
to haue her to my pleasure ;
But if that man regardless were
as tho l he carde not for her,
tho shee were like to venus fayre,
8 in faith I wold abhor her.
If to doe good I were restrained,
& to doe euill bidden,
I wold be puritan, I sweare,
12 ffor I loue the thing forbidden.
It is the care that makes the theft ;
none loues the thing forsaken ;
the bold & willinge whore is left
16 when the modest wench is taken.
Shee dulle that is 2 too forwards bent ;
not good, but want, is reason ;
fish at a feast, & flesh in lent,
are never out of season,
ffins.
MS. has a mark between o and h.—F,
[page 105,3
20
Stolen
waters are
sweet;
nn watched.
are nought.
Care tempts
the theft.
1 for is that's,—F.

32
[Page 178 of MS.]
The first notice of this ballad that Mr. Chappell has found is
" in the registers of the Stationers' Company, under the date of
May 22, 1615, [where] there is an entry transferring the right
of publication from one printer to another, and it is described
as <A Ballett of Dulcina, to the tune of Forgoe me nowe, come
to me soone? " the burden of the present ballad: (" Pop. Music/'
v. 2. p. 771). At v. 1. p. 143 the tune is given; it is to be played
" cheerfully." The earlier title of the tune seems to have soon
disappeared; for, says Mr. Chappell, v. 1. p. 142, "this tune is
referred to under the names of ' Dulcina,' 6 As at noon Dulcina
rested,' < From Oberon in Fairy-land,' and 6 Eobin Goodfellow.' . .
The ballad of ' As at noon Dulcina rested' is said, upon the
authority of Cayley and Ellis, to have been written by Sir Walter
Kaleigh. The milk-woman in Walton's ' Angler ' says, ' What
song was it, I pray you? Was it, < Come shepherds, deck your
heads.' or c As at noon Dulcina rested ?' &c." Mr. Chappell gives
a list of eight ballads and songs directed to be sung to this tune,
and the last of them is one that shows an earlier person than
Eowland Hill (?) didn't see why the devil should have all the
good times to himself: for " Dulcina is one of the tunes to the
Psalms and Songs of Sion, turned into the language and set to
the tunes of a strange land," 1642.
att noone Dulc[i]na rested
in her sweete & shade2 bower,
« Let me there came a shepeard, & requested
lap!"m 1J 4 in her lapp to sleepe and hower 3;
1 This song is printed in many col- 2 shady.—P.
lections of songs.—P. 3 an hour.—P.
As

DULCINA.
33
but from her looke a wound he tooke
soe deepe, that for a further boone
the Nimph he prayes ; wherto shee sayes
"forgoe me now, come to me soone."
" Go away.!
But in vayne shee did coniure him
to depart her presence soe,
hauing thousand tounges to allure him,
12 & but one to say him noe.
where lipps invite, & eyes delyght,
& cheekes as red as rose in Iune
perswade delay, what boots shee say1
16 "forgoe me &c."
"What? go,
when your
tongue says
No, but your
eyes say
Yes!"
20
24
Words whose hopes might have enioyned
him to lett Dulcjna sleepe.2
Can a mans loue be confined,
or a mayd her promise keepe ?
But hee her wast still held as ffast
as shee was constant to her tune,
though neere soe fayre her speechers were,
"forgoe me &c."
Did he let
her sleep ?
No, he held
her fast.
32
He demands, "what time or3 pleasure
can there be more soone4 then now? "
shee sayes, " night giues loue that ley sure
that5 the day cannott allow."
" the said kind sight forgiues delight,"
quoth hee, " more easilye then the moone."
"In Yenus playes be bold," shee sayes,
"fforgoe me &c."
" "What
better time
than now ?,!
" Be bold,"
ehe says.
1 to say.—P.
2 The e has a flourish at the end like
another e.—F.
3 for, qu.—P.
4 apt, meet, or fit.—P. ? MS. seene.—F.
5 which.—P.

34
DULCINA.
What was
the result ?
I'll not tell
it,
She said,
*' Go away I"
36
40
But who knowes how agreed these loues ?
Shee was fay-re, & he was younge ;
tounge l may tell what eyes discouer ;
Ioyes vnseene are neuer songe.
did shee consent or he relent ?
accepts he night, or grants shee none ?
left hee her Mayd or not ? shee sayd
"forgoe me now, come to me soone."
1 tongues,—P.

35
<Bff a puritans
[Page 182 of MS.]
There are several other ballads of this kind extant, about
Puritans and holy sisters. They were a favourite topic with
the Cavaliers, more especially after the Puritans came into
power.—W. C.
It was a puritanicall ladd
that was called Mathyas,
& he wold goe to Amsterdam
to speake w^th Ananyas.
he had not gone past halfe a mile,
but he mett his holy sister;
hee layd his bible vnder her breeche,
& merylye hee kist her.
Mathias,
going to
Amsterdam,
meets his
sister,
and kisses
her.
12
16
" Alas ! what wold they wicked say? "
q^oth shee, " if they had seene itt!
my Buttocckes the lye to lowe : I wisht
appocrypha were in itt! "
" but peace, Sweet hart, or ere wee p&rt,-
I speake itt out of pure devotion,—
by yee & nay He not away
till thou feele my spiritts motion."
" What
would the
wicked say
if they'd
seen it ? "
Before
we part,
yau must
feel my
spirit's
motion.
20
The huft & puft w^th many heaues,
till that the both were tyred,
" alas ! " q^oth shee, " youle spoyle the leaues ;
mj peticoates all Myred!
She does.

OFF A PTTRITANE.
if wee professors shold bee knowne
to the English congregation
eyther att Leyden or Amsterdam,
24 itt wold disgrace our nation ;
" But since itt is, that part wee must,
tho I am much vnwilling,
good brother, lets haue the tother thrust,
28 & take thee this fine shilling
to beare thy charges as thou goes,
& passage ore the ocean."
then downe shee Layd, & since tis sayd,
32 shee quencht his spiritts motion.

37
[Page 182 of MS.]
This song is from Ben Jonson's " Masque of the Metamorphosed
Gipsies, as it was thrice presented to King James — first at
Burleigh-on-the-Hillj next at Belvoir, and lastly at Windsor,
August, 1621." (Ben Jonson's Works 9 ed. Procter (after Grifford),
1838, p. 618.) Puppy the Clown terms it "an excellent song,"
and of its singer says, " a sweet songster, and would have done
rarely in a cage, with a dish of water and hemp-seed! a fine
breast of his own!" Gifford also says: " This c song' continued
long in favour. It is mentioned with praise not only by the
poets of Jonson's age, but by many of those who wrote after the
Restoration." The present copy contains eight more stanzas
than Jonson's own MS. printed by Gifford, and (after him) by
Mr. Procter at p. 626 of his edition of Jonson's Works. The
presence of these additional stanzas may be explained by Gifford's
remarks on the Masque itself:
" This Masque, as the title tells us, was performed before James and his
Court at three several places. As the actors, as well as the spectators,
varied at each, it became necessary to vary the language; and Jonson, who
always attended the presentation of his pieces, was called on for additions
adapted to the performers and the place. These unfortunately are not very dis-
tinctly marked either in the MS. or the printed copies, though occasional notices
of them appear in the former. As everything that was successively written
for the new characters is not come down to us, the Gipsies Metamorphosed
1 By Ben Jonson. See Dryden's Misc. tion of 1716, where Cook Laurel is called
vol. 2. page 142. See also Ben Jonson's " A Song on the Devil?s Arse of the Peak.
Works, vol. 6. p. 103. See Pepys Col- By Ben Jonson." It is reprinted from
lection, vol. 4. page 284.—P. See Chap- the folio edition, as it has the three extra
pell's Popular Music, p. 160-1. Another verses at the end, and slirted fox flirted
copy of this Ballad is in the Boxburghe in the stanza before them. This poem
Collection, ii. 445. Percy's reference to is not in the original edition of the Mis-
Dryden's Miscellanies is to the fourth edi- cellanies, Part II., in 1685. ~P.
f2

38 COOKE IAURELL.
appears of immoderate length -, it must however have been highly relished by
the Court; and the spirit and accuracy with which the male characters are
drawn, and the delicacy and sweetness with which some of the female ones
are depicted, though they cannot delight (as at the time) by the happiness of
their application, may yet be perused with pleasure as specimens of poetic
excellence, ingenious flattery, or adroit satire."—Ben Jonson's Works (ed.
Gifford, 1816), vol. vii. p. 366.
On the text of this Metamorphosed Gipsies Gifford says in
his Introduction :
" A Masque, &c.] From the folio 1641. But a copy of it had stolen
abroad, and been printed the year before, together with a few of Jonson's
minor poems, by J. Okes, in 12mo.
" The folio, never greatly to be trusted, is here grievously incorrect, and
proves the miserable incapacity of those into whose hands the poet's papers
fell. The surreptitious copy in 12mo. is somewhat less imperfect, but yet
leaves many errors. These I have been enabled in some measure to remove,
by the assistance of a MS. in the possession of my friend Richard Heber, Esq.,
to whose invaluable collection, as the reader is already apprised, I have so
many obligations. This, which is in his own hand, and is perhaps the only
MS. piece of Jonson's in existence, is more full and correct than either of the
printed copies, the folio in particular, and is certainly prior to them both. It
fills up many lacunae and, in once instance, completes a stanza, by furnishing
three lines, which no ingenuity could have supplied."
In speaking of Jonson's Masques, Mr. Procter says, " Jonson
returned to London in May, 1619," and "speaks of his wel-
come by King James, who was pleased to see him. Towards
the end of May our author went to Oxford, where he resided for
some time at Christchurch, with Corbet, afterwards Bishop of
Norwich, with whom he was on terms of friendship. During his
stay at Oxford he composed several of his Masques and other
works; quitting the place occasionally, however, to accompany
the Court in its royal progresses, and probably visiting the gentry
around. Amongst these Masques, the best were, The Vision of
Delight, Pleasure reconciled to Virtue, and The Gypsies Meta-
morphosed. Although the dialogue in the Masques, generally,
strikes us as being tedious and somewhat too pedantic, yet the
contrast of the Masque with the Anti-Masque—the mixture of
the elegant with the grotesque, the introduction of graceful
dances, the ingenious machinery, and the music ' married' to the
charming lyrics, of which these little dramas are full, must have
rendered them in the main very delightful performances. . , . The

COOKE LAURELL. 39
Metamorphosed Gypsies is a much longer and more elaborate
performance than the others. It comprises, as its title will pro-
bably suggest, a considerable quantity of the gipsy cant or slang,
and some rough and not over-delicate jesting; but several of the
lyrics are, as usual, very delightful." (P. xxiii-iv.)
The present song is the answer to the following question of
Puppy's to the gipsy Patrico :—"But I pray, sir, if a man might
ask on you, how came your Captain's place first to be called c the
Devil's Arse?'" Mr. Chappell prints the tune of it at p. 161 of
his Popular Music, and says that other copies of the song are in
the Pepys Collection of Ballads, and, with music, in Pills to purge
Melancholy. Also that " in S. Rowland's Martin Markhall, his
defence and answer to the Bellman of London, 1610, is a list
of rogues by profession, in which Code Lorrel stands second.
He is thus described:—cAfter him succeeded, by the general
council, one Cock Lorrell, the most notorious knave that ever
lived.' . . By trade he was a tinker, often carrying a pan and
hammer for shew; but when he came to a good booty, he would
cast his profession into a ditch, and play the padder." Glfford,
who quotes the same treatise from Beloe's Anecdotes, adds
that Cock Lorrell as he "past through the town would crie,
Hd ye any worhe for a tinker ? To write of his knaveries, it
would aske a long time. This was he that reduced in forme the
Catalogue of Vagabonds or Quartern of Knaves, called the Five
and twentie Orders of Knaves. This Cock Lorell continued
among them longer than any of his predecessors; for he ruled
almost two and twentie years until the year a.d. 1533, and about
the five and twenty year of Hen. VIII." In 1565, says Mr.
Chappell, a book was printed called The Fraternitye of Vaca-
hondes; whereunto also is adjoyned the twenty-five orders of
knaves: confirmed for ever by Cocke Lorell.
Cocke LorelUs Bote, printed by Wynkyn de Worde, is, we hope,
so well known by the Percy Society's edition of it, as to need no
further mention.

40
COOKE LAURELL.
Cooke
Laurell asks
the Devil
to dinner.
Cooke Latirell wold needs have the devill his guest,
who came in his holel to the Peake to dinner,
Where neuer fieend had such a feast
4 provided him yet att the charge of a sinner.
The Devil
asks for a
poached
Puritan;
His stomacke was queasie, he came thither coachet,2
the logging itt3 made some crudityes ryse;
to helpe itt hee Called for a puritan pochet4
that vsed to turne up the eggs of his eyes.
And soe recovered to5 his wish,
he sett him downe 6 & fell to7 Meate ;
then, Pro- Promooters8 in plumbe9 broth was his first dish,
plum broth, 12 his owne priuye10 kitchen had noe n such meate.
& pickled
Tailors,
12 Sixe pickeld taylors slasht13 & cutt,
With Sempsters & tire women ffitt for his pallatt,14
and a salad With ffeathermen15 & perfumers put
ofPerfumers. x
16 Some 12 in a charger, to make a graue 16 sallett.
Next a
Bawd and
Bacon,
20
Yett thoe with this hee much was taken,
Upon a sudden hee shifted his trencher,
& soone 17 he spyed the Baude & Bacon ls
by which you may know19 the devill is a wencher.20
1 to his hole in the &c.—P. And bade
him in.—W. (or Works, ed. Procter, after
Gifford.)
2 coached.—P. 8 had.—P.
1 poached.—P. 5 unto.—P.
6 straight.—P. 7 his.—P.
8 A Promoter: s. An informer; from
promoting causes or prosecutions. . . .
" There goes but a pair of sheers between
& promoter and a knave." {Match at Midn.
Old Plays, vii. 367) in Nares.—F.
9 plumb Pottage.—P. MS. may be
plimke. "Plum-broth: an article in
cookery which appears to have been
formerly in great repute, and to have
been a favourite Christmas dish:" Nares.
See the long recipe in Nares for making
it.—P.
10 privy.—P. The first e has been
changed into y.—F. ll never.—P.
12 "W. transposes this and the next
stanza.—F. 13 slashed, sliced.—P.
14 palate.—P.
15 See Kandolph's Muses Looking Glass.
—P.
16 grand.—P. 17 as soon as.—W.
18 a Baud's fat bacon.—P. 19note.—P.
20 Wencher or Wenching-Man, one that
keeps Wenches Companye, or goes a
whoring; a Whoremaster. Phillips.—F.

COOKE LAUKELL.
41
A rich ffatt vserer stewed in his Marrowe,
& by Mm a lawyers head inl greene sawce,2
both which his belly tooke in Like a barrowe
24 As if tell3 then he had neuer seene sowce.4
a stewed
Usurer,
Then, Carbonadoed 5 & eooket6 with paynes,7
was sett on 8 a clouen sergeants 9 face;
the sawce was made of his yeamans 10 braynes,
28 that had beene beaten out with his owne mace.
a carbona-
doed Ser-
jeant's face,
Tow roasted sherriffes came whole to the borde,— 2 roast
the ffeastu had beene nothing without them ;—
both lining & dead they were foxed 12 & furred,
32 theire chaines like sawsinges 13 hang about them.
The next14 dish was a Maior of a towne, a May°r>
with a pudding of Maintenance15 [thrust16] in his
bellye,
like a goose in his 17 fethers drest in his gowne,
36 & his couple 18 of hinch boyes19 boyled to 20 Iellye. 2 boiled
1 and.—W.
2 See the Kecipes for "Pur verde sawce,"
in Liber Cure Cocorum, p. 27, & "Vert
Sause" (herbs, bread-crumbs, vinegar,
pepper, ginger, &c), in Household Ordi-
nances, p. 441. " G-rene sawce is good
with grene fische." John Russell's
BoJce of Nurture, Sawce for Fische.—F.
3 till.—P.
4 sauce.—W. Souse means pickle.—F.
5 Carbonado, meat broil'd on the
Coals.—Phillips. And see Markham's
Housewife.—F.
6 cooked.—P.
7 ? pains, care. " In Cookery Pains
signifie certain Messes proper for Side-
dishes, so call'd as being made of Bread,
stuff'd with several sorts of Farces and
Ragoos." Phillips.—F.
8 brought up.—W.
9 grave face.—P.
10 yeoman's.—P.
11 in truth had.—P.
12 ? wore foxes skins as fur.—F.
13 Sausages hanging.—P.
14 very next.—P.
15 Cap of Maintenance, one of the
"Regalia, or Ornaments of State, belong-
ing to the King of England, before
whom it is carry'd at the Coronation, and
other great solemnities. Caps of Main-
tenance also are carry'd before the Mayors
of several Cities of England. Phillips.—F.
16 thrust.—P.
17 the.—P.
18 An I has been altered into p in the
MS.—F.
19 i. e. pages.—P. A hench-man or
hench-boy, page tfhonneur qui onarche
devant quelque Seigneur de grande au~
thorite.—Sherwood (in Cotgrave). See
Mr. Way's note *, Promjptorium, p. 293,
and Household Ordinances as there re-
ferred to. Henchman or Heinsmen, a Ger-
man Word signifying a Household-Ser-
vant; and formerly taken amongst us
for a Page of Honour or Footman ♦
Phillips.—F. 2° to a.—W.

42
COOKE LAURELL.
a roast
Cuckold,
a Lecher's
back,
a Harlot's
haunch,
a Midwife
pasty,
an old
Justice of
the Peace,
and a Holy
Sister's
kidney,
which
nearly made
the Devil
sick,
a Traitor's-
guts' pie,
40
A London Cuckold1 hott from the spitt:
but2 when the Carver vpp had broke 3 him,
the devill chopt up his head att a bitt, [him.
but the homes were verry neere like to haue choakt4
The chine of a leacher too there was roasted,
with a plumpe 5 harlotts haunche & garlike;
a Panders petitoes that had boasted
44 himselfe for a Captaine, jet neuer was warlike.
A long 6 ffatt pasty of a Midwiffe hot:
& for a cold baket meat7 into the storye,
a reuerend painted Lady was brought,
48 had beene8 confined in crust till 9 shee was hooary.
To these an ouer worne10 justice of peace,
With a clarke like a gisarnell trust vnder eche arme ;
& warrants for sippitts laid in his owne grace,12
52 Sett ore 13 a chaffing dish to be kept warme.
14 Then broyled and broachtls on a buchers pricke,
the kidney came in of a holy sister;
this bitt had almost made his devillshipp sicke,
56 that his doctor did feare he wold need a glister.
" ffor harke," q^oth hee, " how his bellye rumbles! "
& then w^'th his pawe, that was a reacher,
hee puld to a pye of a traitors numbles,16
60 & the gibbletts 17 of a silent teacher.
1 came hot.—P. 2 and.—P.
3 " Termes of a Keruer. BreJce that
dere," (Wynkyn de Worde's Poke of
Keruyng): the right name therefore for
a horned biped.—P.
4 to choake.
5 plunpe in MS.—F. 6 large.—W.
7 meat pie.—P. 8 And.—W.
9 until shee.—P. 10 overgrown.—W.
11 gizzard.—P. Gyserne (of fowles)
idem quod Garbage supra: Garbage of
fowls (or gyserne infra), Entera, vel
enteria, vel exta. Promptorium, p. 194,
p. 186. Grisie, m. the gyserne of birds.
Cotgrave.—P.
12 grease.—P. 13 over.—W.
14 W. omits this stanza and the next
one.—F. 15 i. e. rosted.—P.
16 Humbles. The humbles of a deer
are the Liver, &c.—P. "Noumbles of
a dere, or beest, entraittes. Palsgrave.
PrcBcordia, the numbles, as the hart, the
splene, the lunges, and lyver. Elyot.
. . . Skinner writes the word the «hum-
bles ' of a stag, and rightly considers it
as derived from umbilicus." Way in
Promptorium, p. 360, note.—F.
17 Gybelet, idem quod Garbage (see
note u, above). Gybelet of fowlys. Pro-
fectum. Promptorium.—F.

COOKE LAURELL.
43
The Iowle of a Iaylor wasl serued for a ffisli,
w^th vinigar2 pist by tlie deane of Dustable 3 ;
tow aldermen lobsters a-sleepe in a dish,
64 with a dryed depntye & 4 a sowcet5 constable.6
2 Aldermen
lobsters.
68
7 These gott him soe feirce a stomacke againe,
that now he wants meate wheron to ffeeda :8
he called for the victualls were drest for his
traine,
and they brought him vp an alepotrida,9
The Devil
asks for
more food.
They give
him an 011a
Podrida
Wherin were10 mingled courtier,11 clowne,
tradsmen,12 marchants,12 banquerouts store,
Churchmen,12 Lawyers of either gowne,—
72 of civill, commen,13—player & whore,
of Bank-
rupts,
Lawyers,
Countess,14 servant, Ladyes,14 woman,
mistris,14 chambermaid, coachman,14 knight,
hord & visher, groome 15 & yeaman ;
76 where first the ffeend wz'th his forke did light.
Ladies,
Chamber-
maids, &c,
He eats
it all,
All which devowred, he now for to close
doth for a 16 draught of Derbye ale call.
he heaued the huge vessell vp to his nose,
so & left not till hee had drunk17 vp all.
asks for
some Derby
ale,
and drinks
it up.
1 W. omits was.—F.
2 Yynegur is good to salt purpose &
torrentyne, Salt sturgeon, salt swyrd-
fysche, savery & fyne. John Russell.
BoJce of Nurture. Sawce for Fische..—F.
3 A constable sous'd with vinegar by.
—W.
4 Deputy dried and.—P.
3 sowced.—P. Cooked in vinegar,
&c. " Souce, a sort of Pickle for a Collar
of Brawn, Pork, &c." Phillips.—F.
6 A deputy tart, a churchwarden pye.
—W.
7 W. omits this and the next two
stanzas.—F.
8 feed-a.—P.
9 Olla-podrida.— P. Olla Podrida
(Span.) a Hotch-pot, or a Dish of Meat
made of several Ingredients, the chief of
which is Bacon. Phillips.—F.
10 The first e is made over an li.—F,
11 and.—P.
12 and—and—and.—P.
13 of civil and common Law.—P.
14 and—and—and—and.—P.
15 groone in MS.—F.
16 he then for a close Did for a full.
—W.
17 it.—P.

44
COOKE LAUEELL.
Then the
Devil breaks
wind,
Then from the table hee gaue a start,
where banquett & wine were nothing scarce ;
all which hee blewl away with a ffartt,
from wence itt was called the Devills arse.
and the
stink of
that
is the
Tobacco
which
Punks
smoke;
from
which may
God keep
King James!
2And there he made such a breach w^'th the winde?
the hole yett3 standing open the while,
the sente of the vay[pour4] hee left5 behind
88 hath since infected6 most part of the lie.
And this was tobbacco, the learned suppose,
which both 7 in countrye, court and towne,8
in the devills glister pipe smokes att the nose
92 of punke 9 & Madam, gallant10 & clowne ;
ffrom which wicked perfume, swines flesh,11 and linge,12
13 or any thing else he H doth 16 not loue,
presenie & send our gracious king 16
96 such meate as he loues, I beseeche god aboue ! 13
ffins.
1 flirted.—W. slirted.—Folio ed.
2 W. omits these last three stanzas.—F.
3 too.—Folio.
4 Scent of the Vapour which he left.—P.
s That the sent of the vapour, before
and.—Folio.
6 fouly perfumed.—Folio.
' since.—Folio.
8 in Court and in towne.—P.
9 Pollcat,—Folio.
10 of Gallant.—Folio.
11 Cp. the 2nd Gipsy's speech, p. 51 of
Masques, in the Folio edition of 1640 :
Where the Cacklers, but no Grunters,
Shall uncas'd be for the Hunters.
On which Gifforcl, vii. 372, says: " a side
compliment to the King, who hated pork
in all its varieties."—F.
12 Lota molva (Cuvier) or Gadus molva
(Linnaeus). The ling, Asellns longus:
Way. Leenge, fysehe, Lucius marinas:
Promptorium. Norse laanga, Dan. lange,
Du. linge, lenge, a kind of codfish: Wedg-
wood.—F.
13.13 Qr any thing else thats feast for the
Fiend:
Our Captaine, and wee, cry God save
the King,
And send him good meate, and mirth
without end.—p. 72 of Masques,
Folio ed. 1640.
14 It showed seem to mean James I.
whose aversion to Tobacco is well known,
as also to Pork—being a Scotchman.—P.
15 which he doth.—P.
16 James I.'s Counterblast to Tobacco
was first printed in folio, as the King's
work, in 1616. Harris says there was
an earlier edition in quarto, without
name or date.—F.

45
[Page 193 of MS.]
VY ILL you lieare the Mode of france
to stopp the mouthe of those that done yon1 ?
neatly Leade them in a dance,
because wee are behind in mony.
I'll tell yon
the French
way to put
off dims :
If your Lanlord chance to call
either for dyett or for rayment,
Leade him in a dance w^thall,
& forgett itt in yo^r payment.
your Land-
lord,
12
If yo^r taylor chance to strike you
with his bill, & stay noe Leasure;
Lead him in a dance that likes you,
& in-stead of coyne take measure.
your Tailor,
IK
If yoz^r shoomaker come on
with his last, & neatly Lead itt;
lett [t]his euerlasting done2
see his owne boots3 neatly tread itt.
[page 194.] your Shoe-
maker,
If yo^r Landlady doe call,
needs must satisfye her pleasure ;
shee despises jour carrant,4
20 sheele be payd with standing measure.
your LaTi
lady.
J dim ye.—P.
2 Let this everlasting Dun.—P.
3 Boots were formerly worn at Balls
as Pumps now.—P.
4 currante.—P. current coin.~~F.
g2

it
46
and your
Lawyer.
24
THE MODE OF FKANCE.
If ycmr Lawer1 finds you out
for fees for this devise or tother?
let him dance for all his goute,
& pay one Motion with another,
This way
gets you out
of all
troubles.
28
Thus wee range the world about,
thus wee scape then all disasters ;
then Let all the world declare
that wee are nimble quicke paymasters,
ffins.
Lawyer.—P,

47
3Se not afraptr.
' [Page 194 of MS.]
'Bee not aflrayd thou fayrest, thou rarest
that euer was made ! deny me not a kisse;
then thou shalt see the Measure of pleasure
that I will haue from thee, what hurts there in
this?
Then lets imbrace, & lett pleasure be free,
the world shall neere take notice how delightfull
[we be.1]
O fairest
deny me not;
let me en-
joy thee!
" I see that spyes, both peeping & creeping,
in eche corner lyes to hinder all our Ioyes ;
but Cupidd shall see, & find them, & blind them
thatt hindrance wilbe to the getting of Boyes.
Then lets, &c : /
Cupid will
blind all
spies,
" Venus, Iupiter, faire nature, Dame creature,2
Made thee for delight, but yett for none but I;
Then lets imbrace, & riffle & trifle,
leaue a Iewell in the place, but keeptt till you
d[ye.«]
Then Lets, &c."
You were
made for me
alone.
Let us em-
brace !
" Nay pish! nay fye! youle venter to enter!
a trespas soe high, youle wist were 4 vndone ;
should any spie, theyle wonder, looke yonder ;
but youle not fly the place you haue begunn.
Then Lets, &c.
Man, you
will enter
me.
What will
spies say ?
1 Added by Percy.—F.
2 Dame Nature, faire creature.—P.
3 dye.—P.
4 wish 'twere.—F.

48
BE NOT AFKAYD.
If you tell
any one, I'm
undone.
" Now yon haue enioyed the Measure of pleasure,
indeed I['m] destroyed if yon speake of it againe ;
24 for women doe prone neelected, reiected,
when freedome of love is known to other men.
Now yon hane enioyed me, & all things be free,
in faith youle vndoe me if a teltale you bee.
But I love
you. and
that's why ]
err;
the fault is
so sweet.
28 " Then heeres my hart! He euer endeuer
that wee will neuer part till death assignes the
time.
were itt not you, beleeue me it wold greeue m[e]
to doo what I doo ; that loue shold be a crime;
32 but it is a fault of soe sweet a degree,
that sure I am perswaded, court nor country be
fr[ee.] "
ffins:

49
Mot pott meant*
[Page 197 of MS.]
Doe you meane to ouerthrow me ?
out! alas ! I am betraid !
what! is this the loue you show mee ?
4 to vndo a sillye Maide.
alas! I dye ! my hart doth breake!
I dare not crye, I cannotl speake!
what! all alone ? nay then I finde
8 men are to strong for women kind.
Out vpon the maid that put mee
in this roome to be alone!
yett she was noe foole to shut mee
12 where I shold be seen of None.
harke ! harke ! alae ! what Noyce is that ?
o, now I see itt is the Catt.
come gentle pus, thow wilt not tell;
16 if all doe soe thou shalt not tell.
Seely foole ! why doubts thou tellinge No matter.
J J & Babies tell
where thou didst not doubt to trust ? tneir °^n
stories*
if thy belly fall a swellinge,
'20 theres noe helpe, but out itt must.
alas the spite ! alas the shame !
for then I quite Loose my good name ;
but yett the worst of Maids disgract,
24 I am not first nor shalbe last.
' camot in MS,—F,
Is this your
love ? to
undo a silly
maid?
How wrong
of that
woman to
put me in
here!
What noise
is that ?

50
DOE YOU MEANE.
Never mind.
Come on
again.
28
32
Once againe to try jour forces,
thus I dare thee to the feild;
time is lost that time diuorces
from the pleasures loue doth yeeld.
Ah ha! fyee, fye! itt comes yett still!
itt comes, I, I! doe what you will!
my breath doth passe, my blood doth trickle !
was euer lasse in such a pickle ?
ffins.

51
a maflj $c a pounce man*
[Page 197 of MS.]
A MAN & a younge maid that loued a long time
were tane in a frenzye ithe Midsomwier prime;
the maid shee lay drooping, hye;
4 the man he lay whopping, hey, the man he lay
whopping hoe.
Thus talking & walking the came to a place
Inuironed about wtth trees & with grasse,
The maid shee, &c.
8 He shifted his hand wheras he had placet,
hee handled her knees instead of her wast,
The Maid, &c.
He shiffted his hand till hee came to her knees, He tickled
12 he tickeled her, & shee opened her thyhes,
yett s[t]ill shee, &c.
He hottered & totered, & there was a line
that drew him on forward; he went on amaine;
16 yett still shee, &c.
He light in a hole ere he was aware!
the lane itt was streat; he had not gone farr,
but shee fell a kissing, hye ! she kissed
him.
20 & he lay drooping, hoe, & he lay drooping, hoe.
" My Billy, my pilly ! how now ? '' q-woth shee;
" gett vp againe, Billy, if that thou louest me ; "
yett still he Lay, &c.
H
A man and
a maid
came to a
shady place.

52
a second 24
time as well
as the first.
A MAID AND A YOUNGE MAN.
He thought Mickle shame to lye soe longe;
he gott vp againe & grew very strong;
the Mayd shee Lay, &c.
The trees & the woods did wring about,
28 & every leafe began to showte,
& there was such, &c.

53
& mature ffor feature*
[Page 199 of MS.]
12
A creature, for feature I neuer saw a fairer,
soe witty, soe prettye, I neuer knew a rarer;
shee soe kind, & I soe blynd,
that I! may say another day
" I did complaine, & I mett a swaine,
but [he] knew not how to wooe me nor doe mee,
he was soe dull conceipted.
I gaue a smile him to beguile,
I made a show to make him know,
I pincht his cheeke to make him seeke
& find some further pleasure, whose treasure
needs not to be Expected.
I met a lass
so pretty
and kind.
But I was
dull.
She may tell
how she
tempted me,
"I stayd him, & praide him, & proffered him a
favour;
he kist mee, & wisht me to beare w^'th his be-
hauior;
but hie tro lolly lolly, le silly willy cold not doe.
16 all content w^th him was spent
when he had dipt & kist me, & mist me,
& cold not . . kisse . . [line cut off by the binder^
then thought I, & thought noe lye,
perhapps his pipe is not yett ripe;
20 yett an hower may haue the power
to make itt grow in full Lenght & full strenght;
but fooles are led in blindnesse.
and I only
kist her.
She waited
for me to
serve her,
i ?she.~P.
h2

54 A CREATURE FOR FEATURE.
but I didn't
or couldn't,
24
28
and was not
32
" But woe mee, & woe mee ! alas, I cold not raise !
itt wold not, nor cold not, doe all I cold to please.1
his inke was run, his pen was done.
Iacke! art thou dead ? hold vp thy2 head !
I will litter thee & water thee,
& feed thee w^'th my neet,
& better, if thou wilt lye besyd me.
but all in vaine I did complaine,
his Iacke was tyrd, heed not be hyred
for all my prayers & all my teares."
ffins,
1 One stroke of a word, pared off by
the binder, follows.—F.
2 MS. my.—F.

55
%yti alom:1
[Page 200 of MS.]
Can any one tell what I ayle 2 ? what do i
3 that 14 looke soe leane, soe wan, soe pale.
5 if I may be there Iudge, I thinke there is none
4 that, can any longer lye alone.6 why, i car
lie alone,
Was euer womans 7 ease like mine ?
att 15 yeeres [I] began to pine;
soe vnto this plight now I am growne, and l won
8 I can, nor will, noe longer Lye alone.8
9 If dreames be true, then Ride I can;
I lacke nothing but a man, j want a
o i» it man,
for tis onlye hee can ease my moane.
12 I can, nor &c.
10 When daye11 is come, I wish for night;
12 When night is come, I wish for light;
13 thus all my time I sighe & moane.
16 u I can, nor &c.
1 The Maidens Complaint. To the
tune of, I can nor will, &c. The Read-
ings in Red Ink are from The Golden
Garland.—P. See Chappell's Popular
Music, ii. 462, for a different "Maiden's
sad Complaint for want of a Husband."
—R
2 maidens ail.—P.
8 I am grown so weak, &c. [G.G.]
—P.
4 That they.—P.
5 If I may judge.—P.
6 Unto that plight, alas! I'm grown,
That I can, nor will, no longer lye
alone. [G.G.]-P.
7 Maiden's. [G.G.]— P.
8 Thus at 15 years to pine;
Were I the judge I'm sure there's
none
That would any longer, &c. [G.G.]
—P.
9 [This & the 4th stanza are transposed
in^e Gold. Garld.]—P.
All that I want is but a man ;
Only I for one do make this moan.
For I can, &c. [G.G.]—P.
10 When it is day, I wish. [G.G.]—P.
11 There is a tag, as for s, to the e.—F.
12 And when it is dark. [G.G.]—P.
13 All the night long I, &c. [G.G.]—P.
14 Because that I too long have lain,
&c. [G.G.]—P.

56
LYE ALONE.
and I'll take l To woe the first, ashamed am I;
comes. 2 for & if he aske I will not denye;
3 for the case is such I must needs haue one.
20 41 can noe &c.
5 Therfore my prayer, itt shalbe still
that I may haue one that will worke my will;
for itt is only hee can ease me anon,
24 & therfore He noe longer lye alone.
I will not
lie alone.
1 Wooe him first, [G.G-.]~P. 5 For all my wishmg's, I'll have none
2 But if. [G-.G-.]— P. But him I love, & love but one;
3 Such is my case, I must have one. And if he love not me, then
[G-.G-.]-P. I'll have none,
4 For that I, &c. [G.G.]— P. But ever till I dye I'll lye alone.
[G-.G.]—P.

57
©ohmej sate tije stfjepartu
[Page 201 of MS.]
: sate the sliepeard swaine
soe sober & demure,
wishing for his wench againe
soe bonny & soe pure,
w^th his head on hillocke lowe,
& his armes a Cimbo,
And all for the losse of his hinononino !
A swain
longed for
his wench,
and wept
12
The leaves the fell as thinl
as water from a still;
the heire vpon his head did growe
as time 2 vpon a hill;
his cherry cheekes as pale as snowe
to testifye his mickle woe ;
& all was for the loue of his hy &c.
because he
had lost her.
16
20
fiayre shee was to loue, as euer liked swaine;
neuer such a dainty one
shall none enioy againe;
sett a thousand on a rowe,
time forbidds that any showe
euer the like to her hy &c.
She was one
in a thou-
sand.
24
faire shee was, [of] comly 3 hew,
her bo some like a swan;
backe shee had of bending yew,
her wast was but a span;
Her bosom
swan-swell-
ing,
qu. MS.—F.
thyme.—P.
of comelye.—P.

DOWNE SITE THE SHEPARD.
her hair
black
all over.
She was so
tempting,
all men
were mad
for her,
and the
swain hoped
to find her
on the grass.
28
32
36
40
her hayre as blacke as any croe,
from the top to the toe,
all downe along to her hy &c.
with. her Mantle tucked vp
shee fothered her flocke,
soe that they that doe her see
may then behold her smocke,
soe finely doth shee vse to goe,
& neatly dance on tripp on l toe,
that all men run madd for her hy &c,
In a Meadow fayre & greene
the shepard layeth him downe,
thinking there his loue to find
sporting on a round,
A round which Maidens vse to go;
Cupid bidds itt shold bee soe,
because all men were made for her hy &c.
1 tripping.—P.

59
jflttnt tfmt Mom
[Page 201 of MS.]
We have not been able to find anything about the origin of this
song. Neither Mr. Chappell nor any other song-learned person
we have referred to knows it. It seems a notice, on the one
hand, to men that a girl's refusal does not always mean a real
No, and on the other hand, a warning to girls to beware lest
love or waggish inclination tempt them beyond the bounds of
prudence. How oft, alas, are they but flies that do play with the
candle, and perish, while that burns on its allotted space, with
no lessening of its brilliance in the eyes of men!—F.
Men that more to the yard1 northe church Men some-
times pro-
are oft enclined, P°se t0 £irls«
take young mayds now & then att lurch
to try their mind ;
But younge maids now adayes are soe coy, the will not
show
when they are in loue,
But for feare I 2 oft say noe, when perhapps they wold but they're
fayne doe if itt wold not proue. say no.
If for a time for feare they bee wyllye
and seeme coy,
there is one that perhapps may beguile yee, Yet Cupid
j i i -i • -i i win Pierce
*2 the blind boy; their hearts.
1 ? MS. yord.—F. » for they.—F.
j4

MEN THAT MORE.
heele strike home when lie please ; to the quicke heele
shoot
his shaft without delay ;
then theyle sigh & lament when, alas, their owne
kind hart
cannott say Nay.
The small fly that playeth w^th the candle
oft doth burne;
such young maids as doe loue for to dandle
once, may monrne.
lett flyes burne, & maids mourne, for in vaine you do
perswade
them from their folly;
Nature binds all their kinds now & then to play the
waggs
though the seeme holy.
ffins,

61

^amfc.1
[Page 238 of MS.]
It was a younge man that dwelt in a towne,
a Iollye husband2 was hee,
but he wold eate more at one sett dinner3
the[n] 20 wold att three.
soe great a stomacke had hee,
his wiffe did him provide
ten meales a day, his hungar4 to lay,
yet was he not satisfyed.
take heed of hott furmitree !
Panche is a
great glut-
ton,
and his wife
gives him
ten meals a
day.
His wiffe had a sister neere at hand,
deeket vp in a gowne of gray;
12 shee loued a young man, & marryed the weere
vpon St. lames his day;
& to the wedding went they,
her brothers & sisters each one.
16 shee vowed to bring her to5 capon pyes,
with birds the sids vpon.
take heed &c.
But yet the good wiffe, tho litle shee sayd,
20 in mind & hart was woe
because her husband, the glutton, wold
vnto the wedding goe.
Her sister
marries,
and she
promises her
two capon
pies for her
wedding-
feast.
Panche's
wife
—F.
A Droll old Song, rather vulgar.—P.
There is a tag like an s at the end.
4 One stroke too few in the first syl-
lable.—F.
5 two.—P.
8 dimer in the MS.—F.
K

62
PANOSE.
tries to per-
suade him

not to go to
the wed-
ding, bis
28

as he'll
shame her

and all his
kindred 32

by Ms mon-
strous
eating.

" good husband," then sayd shee,
24 "at the wedding there will bee
my vnckle Iohn, & my cozen Gylee,l
& others of good degree;
then stay you at home, my dere,
[then stay you at home, my dere,]
"ffor if yo[u] come there, youvtterlye shame [page 239]
yor selfe & me besides,
& all yo^r kinred euery one,
the Bridgrome & the bryde,
you feed soe Monst[r]ouslye
aboue all other men,
for you deuoure more meate at a meale
36 then 40 will doe at ten."
take heede &c.
Panche gets
angry,
says his wife
has some
plot
to cuckold
him.
To the wed-
ding he will
go.
His wife
says, then
he must stop
eating when
she winks at
him.
When that he heard his wiffe say soe,
his anger waxed hotte:
40 Q^oth he, " thou drabb! thou filthy Queane !
thy councell likes me not!
belike some match is made
betwixt some knaue & thee
44 to make me a scorne, my head for to home !
I smell out thy knauerye !
to the wedding that I will goe! "
" Good husband," q^oth shee, " Misdoubt not of me !
48 I speake it for the best!
yet doe as you will, yo^r mind to fulfill;
but let me this request,
that when vnorderlye 2
52 I see you feeding there,
when I doe winke, I wold haue you thinke
its time for to forbeare."
take heed &c.
1 Giles.—P.
2 i.e. disorderly.—P.

PANCHE.
68
56
60
U
The man was content; to the wedding he went;
great cheare was there prepared ;
the Bridsgroome father & mother both
sate there w^th good regard.
furst to the table was brongh[t]
a course of furmitree,
& Panche had a dish, a gallandl I-wiss,
that fitted his appetye2;
& quieklye he slapt vp all.
Panche
agrees; goes
to the wed-
ding;
Hee learned3 on his wiffe, & drew out his kniffe ;
to a legg of Mutton fell hee;
he slapt it vp breefe, w^th a surloyne of beefe,
68 & mincte pyes 2 or three :
he neuer looked about,
but fed with such a courage,
he left for his share the bord almost bare,
72 or the rest were out of their porrage.
take heede &c.
1. a gallon
of furmity,
2. a leg of
mutton;
8. a surloin
of beef ;
4. some
mince pies,
and nearly
clears the
table.
76
80
Then did he spye his wiffe for to winke 4;
therfore he, to 5 mend the matter,
lie cast vp againe the Meate he had eaten,6
before them in a platter:
" take heere jour victualls," hee sayd,
" & grudg not me my meate;
& where I thinke that welcome I am,
I cannott forbeare to eate."
take heede &c.
Seeing his
wife wink at
him,
he spews up
the food,
and says,
" here's your
victuals!"
The time drew on when euerye man
84 vnto his rest did goe ;
but Paunch lay grunting by his wiffe,
■which, made her wonderous woe.
When in
bed,
Panche
grunts,
1 Grallon.—P. 2 appetee.—P. 5 A long upright stroke is between
* leer'd.—P. these words in the MS.—F.
4 wink her eye.—P. 6 tane.
jt2

64
PANCIIE.
and says
lie's ready
to die for
hunger.
" what ayle you man ? " q^oth shee.
88 Q^oth hee, " my hart is dry,
I am soe hungry, that for meat
I readye am to dye."
take heede &c.
His wife
says he
must wait
till break-
fast.
Tush! says
he;
jumps out of
hed,
goes to the
kitchen,
and slaps up
all the f ur-
mity
except a
ladlefull
that he
means to
take to his
wife ;
but he goes
to another
man's,
92 " Alas !" quoth shee, " content you must bee
till breakfast time to stay ;
for none in the house is risen, you see,
to giue you meate any way."
96 " tush ! tell not me of that!
my belly must be fedd!"
& with, that word he Nimbly leapt
out of his naked bed,
100 & into the kitchin did goe.
To the ffurmitreeY pott he quicklye gott,
& there, without delay,
he slapt vp the furmitree euerye whitt
104 or he departed away,
saue a ladel-full att the last
he kept to carry his wiffe.
Then he mistaking the chamber, he went [page 2403
108 vnto another mans wiffe.
take heede [&c]
the bride-
groom's
mother.
Panche
takes her
buttocks
for his wife's
face,
112
116
The Bridgroomes ffather & mother both
did at that time lye there;
the woman had tumbled the clothes soe
that her buttockes all lay bare,
which by a glimering light
that was in that same place,
Panch soone espyed, & tooke the same
to be his wiues sweet face.
1 Frumenty or Furmety, a kind of
Potage made of prepared Wheat, Milk,
Sugar, Spice, &c. Phillipps. " Still a
favorite dish in the north, consisting of
hulled wheat boiled in milk and sea-
soned. It was especially a Christmas
dish." Nares, ed. 1859. See the recipe
and extracts there.—3?

PANCHE.
65
120
124
Then softly he sayd, " sweet wiff, I haue brought
some furmitree for thee ! "
the woman Aisled1: " nay, blow not," q^oth hee,
" for cold enough they bee."
w^'th that shee puffed againe,
& made him angrye bee :
" I tell thee, thou need not to blow them att all,
but supp them vp presentlye."
take heed &c.
and offers
her the
furmity.
She breaks
wind
128
132
The woman was windye, & fisled againe
within a litle space,
w^'ch made him to sweare, if shee blew any more,
to fling all in her face.
but shee, being fast asleepe,
did ffisle without regard.
then flung he the furmitree in her tayle,
saying, " there is for thy reward ! "
take heede
three times,
and Panche
swears if she
does it again
he'll fling
the furmity
in her face.
She does it;
he flings the
furmity at
her;
136
140
144
W^th that the woman suddenly waked,
& clapt her hand behind ;
" alas ! " q^oth shee, " how am I shamed,
being soe full of wind ! "
" what ayles thee ? " her husband sayd.
" I haue rayed2 the bedd," qwrfch shee.
" that comes w^th thy craming, thou egar queane!
a Murraine take thee for me ! "
take heede &e.
she puts her
hand be-
hind,
and thinks
she has
dirtied the
bed.
But Panche, perceuing how the matter went,
he closly got away,
& into the milkehouse hyed with hast,
14S wheras without delay
Panche
steals off
to the dairy,
1 ? MS. ffisted. Fyistyn (fyen, W.)
Cacco C. F. lirido ; Fyyst, stynk, Lirida;
Fyystynge, Liridacio. Promptorrum,—
P.
2 wrayed.—P. I he-ray', I fyle ones
clothes with spottes of myer, properly
about tho skyrtes; Je crotte. Palsgrave.
Embrener, to beray or Ibeshite. Cotgrave.

66
PANCHE.
clears the
milk-basins;
152
he clensed the Milke Basons all,
tho there were plenty store;
& like a lout, he groped about,
to see if hee cold find any more.
tak heede &c.
puts Ms
hand in a
honey-pot,
and it sticks
there.
156
160
Ypon a narrovfe mouthd hony pott
he lighted on at last;
& when he had thrust his hand therin,
there stucke it wonderous fast.
now hee must breake the same
or he cold gett it out;
& for a ffitt place to breake it on,
he seeketh round about.
take heede &c.
Two friars
lie on the
kitchen
floor.
Panche
cracks the
pot on one
friar's head;
164
168
Tow silly fryers, on the kitchin florel
all night asleepe dyd lye;
whose shauen crownes, by the Moonelight then,
Sir Panch he did there espye.
to one of them he comes,
supposing his pate a stone;
& there burst the earthen pott,
which made the fryer to grone.
tak heed &c.
he thinks
his com-
panion did
it,
and thrashes
him for it.
The noise
172
176
180
The silly fFryer, being hurt full sore,
did thinke his fellow had
vpon some spite abused him soe;
therfore, as he were madd,
he laid him soundlye on,
& caught him by the eares;
whose rumbled2 waked the folkes in the house,
& fedd 3 them full of feares.
take heed of hott furmitree !
MS. slore.—P. floor.—P.
1 rumbling.—P.] 3 fed, perhaps fill'd.—P.

PANCHE.
67
When they came downe, the found the fryers l [p. 241 ] brings ail
. J the people
well buffeting one another ; down stairs
the one did tell how he was serued
184 by his religious brother.
but when Sir Panch they spyed,
with honnye besmeared soe,
& daubed about with Milke & creame,
188 the knew how all things did goe.
take heede
Panche
is discovered
all over
honey and
cream;
192
196
for well they did see that it was he
that did the old man wronge,
& hee that brake the poore fryers head
as he did lye alonge,
that eate the Milke & creame
& the pott of ffurmitree ;
yett, for to be reuenged of him,
they knew noe remedye.
take heede
and they see
who the
culprit is,
but don't
know how
to punish
him.
God keepe, I say? such guests away
200 both from my meate & mee !
if I had 20 weddings to make,
iieuer bidden shold he bee !
& thus I make an end
204 of this my merry lest,
wishing to euerye honest man
all happinesse & rest.
take heede of hot furmitree !
208 take heed of hot furmitree !
mns.
G-od keep
such guests
away from
me!
Here's the
end of my
merry tale.
1 the fryers they found.—P.

68
[Page 287 of MS.]
When as I doe record
the pleasures I haue had
att this side slippery board,
4 my mind1 is merry & glad.
with many a lusty lasse
my pleasure I haue tane :
I wold giue mine2 old white lade
8 that Iynye were here againe !
Shee brewes & bakes to sell
for such as doe passe by ;
good fellowes lone her well;
12 infaith & soe doe I!
ffor euer when I was drye,
of drinke I wold hane tane,
I wold tread both shooes awrye,
16 that Iynye &g.
full oft shee & I
within the buttery playd
att tray trippe of a dye,
20 & sent away the mayd.
ffor shee is of the dealing trade,
shee will gine you 3 for one;
shee is noe sullen lade;
24 giff Iynnye &c.
1 mimd in the MS.—F. 2 One stroke too few for in in the MS
Oh the
pleasures
I've had
with lasses!
Oh that
Jenny-
were here
again!
I've often
played at
traytrippe
with her.

WHEN AS I DOE RECCORD.
69
28
32
A man might for a penny
haue had a pott of ale,
& tasted of a Caneyx
of either legg or tayle ;
for shee wold neuer fayle
if shee were in the vaine.
alas, all fflesh2 were frayle
giff Iinnye 3 &c.
She would
never fail
you.
36
40
fFull oft I haue beene her man,
her markett for to make ;
& after I haue rydden
a Iourney for her sake,
Her pannell I cold take,
& gallopp all amaine ;
Ide make both bedsides cracke
that Iynnye &c.
I've often
been her
man.
[page 288]
44
48
You hostises that meane
for to Hue by jour trade,
if you scorne to kisse,
then keepe a pretty mayd !
for drinke is not worth a lowse
if lasses there be none !
I wold drinke a whole carrouse
that Iynye were here againe !
ffins.
Hostesses!
if you won't
kiss your-
selves, keep a
pretty maid.
Oh that
Jenny were
here again!
? Coney.—F. 2 MS. ffresh.—F. 3 An m in the MS. for nn.—F.
L

70
OThm dtorttftfnff p^bus.1
Venus went
to hunt,
and Diana
went to
show her
the sport.
But Venus
saw no fun
in dogs
worrying
poor stags:
she liked
better
love's game.
She was dry,
and went to
Bacchus
12
16
20
24
[Page 313 of MS.]
When scorching Phoebus he did mount,-
to-Iaur bonne tannce,2—
then Lady Venus went to hunt,
par melio shannce ;3
to whom diana 4 did resort,
with [a]U the Ladyes 5 of hills & valleys,
of springs & filoodes,
to shew where 6 all the princely sport,
with hound imbrued, & harts pursued,
throughe groues & woodes.
This tender harted louers Queene,—
to-iour bonne tannce,—
such wandring sports had seldome seene,
par melio shance.
shee tooke noe pleasure in the same,
to see hounds merry, & pore harts werrye
ffor want of breath.
q^oth shee, " I like better thai game
where ladyes bewtyes do pay their dutyes
to loues sweete death.''
They aire was hott, & shee was drye,—
to-iour bonne tannce ;—
to Bacchus court shee fast did hye—
par melio shance—
1 The Birth of Priapus. a little loose. Qu.—P. Evidently parmi les champs.—
—P. W.L.B.
2 Tous-jours bon temps, or beau temps. 4 The old English word for Nymphs.
Qu.—P. —P.
3 Par meilleur Chance or Champs. 5 With all the Ls.—P. 6 her.—P.

WHEN SCORTCHING PHCEBUS.
71
28
her ffaint & weary hart [to1] cheirsh,
which was soe fyered, that shee descryed 2
to quench her thirst,
& cryed, " helpe Bacchus, or else I perish! :
who still did hold her, & plainly told her
he wold 3 kisse her ffirst.
to quench
her thirst.
32
36
40
Then Bacchus with a power divine,—
to-iour bone tance,—
himselfe turned4 to a butt of wine,—
■par melio shance,—
and bade this Ladye drinke her full,
& take her pleasure in any measure,
& make noe waste ;
& gaue her leaue to sucke the quill,
which was 5 spriteffull and delightffull
vnto her tast.6
He turned
himself
into a butt
of wine,
and bade her
suck the
quill.
44
48
Att last this butte did run a tilte—
to-iour bonne tance.—
quoth shee, " one drop shall not be spilt,
par melio shance,
ffor itt doth pleasing tast soe well,
my hart doth will me ffor to fill me
of this sweete Vine;
I wold that I might alwayes dwell
in this ffaire Arbor! heeres soe good harbor,
& pleasant wine."
She did,
Shee drunke soe long, ere shee had done,-
52 to-iour bonne tance,—
her belly swelled like a tunn,
par melio shance.
and drank
to.—P.
desyred.—P.
he'd.—P.
4 Tnrn'd himself.—P.
5 Which was so sp.—P.
6 taste.—P.
l2

12
WHEN SCOHTCHINO PH(EBUS.
till she
came to
pieces,
and pro-
duced God
Priapus,
56
60
Att last sh.ee ffell in peeces twaine ;
& being assunder, appeard a wonder,
God pryapus!
yett ffaine shee wold haue drunke againe ;
& oft did visitt, & much solicite
God Diacchus.
who she
prophesied
would be
the delight
of wife and
maid,
(and be
called
Bacchus's
heir,)
His emptye caske wold yeeld noe more,—
to-iour bonne tannce,—
ffor shee had sncked itt ffull sore,
64 -par melio shanee.
quoth, she 1 " god Bacchus, change thy shape ;
ffor now thy rigour, & all thy vigour,
Is cleane decayd. [page 314]
68 behold [thou] here this new borne babe,
who when he is proued, heele 2 be beloued
of wiffe & maide."
This bellye god that wold be drunke—
72 to-iour bonne tannce,—
and being a goddesse, proued a punke,3
par melyo shanee,
her lusty bastarde stiffe & stronge,
76 was made & framed, & alsoe named,
god Bacchus heyre.
he had a nose 3 handfull Long,
with one eye bleared, & all besmeard
80 about with hayre.
the god of
rich and
poor,
He is the god of rich & poore—
to-iour bonne tannce:
he openeth euery womans doore,
84 par melio shanee ;
1 MS. the.—F.
2 will.—P.
Quoth she, God.—P. s Thus of a Goddess made a punk.—P.

WHEN SCOETCHING PHCEBUS.
73
lie ceaseth all debate & strife,
& gently peaseth,1 & sweetly pleaseth
the hungry wombe.
lie is the ioy iwixt man & wiffe;
her pleasure lasteth, & sweeter tasteth
then hony combe.
the stiller
of strife,
92
96
100
JSTow all you nice & dainty dames,—
to-iour bonne tannce,—
to vse this god, thinke itt no 2 shame,
par melio shanee.
then let my speeches not offend,
tho you be gaudye, & I be baudye
& want a rodd !
good deeds shall speeches ffault amend
when you are willing ffor to be billing
w^th this sweet god.
ffins.
My dainty
dames,
don't be
offended
with me!
1 lie feuds appeaseth. Qu.—P. 2 you think no.—-P.

74
hi a jflap morm'ttgt*
I wished a
babe m a
nurse's arms
was mine,
[Page 383 of MS.]
a may morning I mett a sweet nursse
with. a babe in her armes, sweetly cold busse.
I wold to god itt were mine ! I shold be glad ont!
ffor it was a merry mumping thing, who ere was dad
ont.
and asked
her who was
the father
of it.
I sainted her kindlye, & to her I sayd,
" god morrow, sweet honye, and you be a mayd;
or if you wold shew to me, I shold be glad ont;
s or if you wold tell me who is the right dad ont."
she didn't " The dad of my child, S^'r, I doe not well know,
know. .
ffor all that lay with mee refuseth me now
from one to the other; still I wold be rid ont."
i offered to 12 " but whosoeuer gott the Child, He be the dad ont."
father it. ° 7
" He take itt in mine armes, & wislye He worke,
He lay itt in the hye way as men come from kirke,
& euerye one that comes by shall haue a glegge 1 ont,
16 vntill I haue ffound out a man, the right dad ont."
A Scotch-
man also
offered to be
the child's
dad.
There came a kind Scot[c]hman whose name is not
knowne,
sayes hee to this sweet hart, " this babye is mine
owne;
come bind it vpon my backe ; lone shall be rid ont;
20 for whosoeuer gott the child, He be the dad ont."
1 A glance, a sly look—a word still used in Northamptonshire.—P.

IN A MAY MOKNINGE.
75
" Now, nay ! now, nay! " shee saves, " soe itt may The ghi ,
. , , refused
not bee ! him: he
, , . . never got it.
yo^r looke & his countenance doe not agree ;
for had hee beene sike a swayne, I had neere been
great ont;
24 for hee was a blythe young man that was the right
dad ont.
" his lippes like the rubye, his cheekes like the rose,
he tempteth all ffayre mayds where-euer he goes :
first he did salute mee ; then was I right glad ont;
28 O hee was a blythe younge man that was the right
dad ont.
" He trauell through England & Scottland soe wyde,
& a-ffoote I will ffollow him to be his bryde;
He bind itt vpon my backe, He not be ryd ont
32 vntill I haue found out the man thats the right
dad ont.
" He husse1 itt, He busse itt, He lapp itt in say2;
He rocke itt, He lull itt, by night & by day ;
He bind itt vpon my backe, He not be ridde ont
36 vntill I haue found out the man thats the right
dad ont.
" And thus to conclude, thoe itt ffall to my Lott
to ffind a dad ffor my barne 3 that I cannott;
if an englishman gett a child, & wold be ridd ont,
40 let him bring it to Scot[c]hman, & heele be the dad
ont."
1 hush.—F. 2 silk.—P. 3 bairn, child.—P.
A ruby-
lipped young
man was tlu>
true father,
and she'd
tramp over
England and
Scotland
to find him
and marry
him.
But if she
couldn't
find him,
why then
she'd fall
back on the
Scotchman.

76
Ci)£ Curfe m Unm.
[Page 383 of MS.]
This is the eleventh song in Thomas Hey wood's Rape of Lucrece,
1st ed. 1608. It was printed by Mr. Fairholt from the fifth
edition, 1638, in his Satirical Songs and Poems on Costume, for
the Percy Society, 1849, p. 141-2, but he modernised the spelling.
" English Mutability in Dress " is the title that Mr. Fairholt
gives the song, and he prints the first stanza of it, which our
copy in the Folio omits. This stanza in the earliest and titleless
copy of the play in the British Museum—which I suppose to be
the edition of 1608, and the readings of which in the notes below
are signed B.M.—runs thus :
The Spaniard loues his ancient slop,
The Lumbard, his Venetian,1
And some, like breech-lesse women goe :
The Kusse, Turke, lew, and Grecian ;
The threysly2 Frenchman weaves small wast,
The Dutch his belly boasteth ;
The Englishman is for them all,
And for each fashion coasteth.
In illustration of this Mr. Fairholt aptly quotes the wrell-
known passages from Andrew Borde and Coryat about the
Englishman's changeableness in dress. The latter says, u We
weare more fantastical fashions than any nation under the sun,
the French only excepted [see 1. 6 of our poem]; which hath
1 A kind of hose or breeches described fifth editions both read threysly. ? from
by Stubbes. See the word in Nares.—~F. A.-S. \>rces, a hem, fringe—Somner. Or
2 thrifty.—Fairholt. The fourth and \>reahs, rottenness—Lye.—F.

\
THE TURK IN LINEN. 77
given occasion to the Venetian, and other Italians, to brand the
Englishman with a notable mark of levity, by painting him
stark naked, with a pair of shears in his hand, making his
fashion of attire according to the vain conception of his brain-
sick head, not to comeliness and decorum."
Possibly this copy in the Folio is from one of those of which
Heywood complains in his To the Reader:—
".. some of my plaies liaue (vnknowne to me, and without any of my direc-
tion) accidentally come into the Printers hands, and therefore so corrupt and
mangled (coppied only by the eare) that I haue bin as vnable to know them
as a-shamed to chalenge them. This therefore I was the willinger to furnish
out in his natiue habit: first being by consent, next because the rest haue
been so wronged in being publisht in such sauadge and ragged garments:
accept it courteous Gentlemen, and prooue as fauorable Eeaders as we haue
found you gratious Auditors.
The : turke in Linen1 wrapps his head,
the persian his in 2 lawne tooe,
the rushe 3 w^'th sables ffurres his cappe,
4 & change will not be drawen tooe.
the Spaynyards constant to his blocke,
the ffrench inconstant euer ;
but of all ffelts 4 that may be ffelt,
8 giiie me the English beuer.5
1 Linem in the MS.—F.
2 MS. in his ;—his in, B.M.—F.
3 Busse.—B.M.
4 Fealts.—E.M.
5 Fairholt says that beaver hats ap-
pear to have been first imported from
Flanders. Cost, in England, p. 490.
Stubbes, 1583, that they "were fetched
from beyond the seas, from whence a
great sort of other vanities do come be-
sides." In a satiric ballad on the knights
of £40 per annum made by James I. (in
Wit and Wisdom, Shaksp. Soc. 1846, p.
146-7) the shepherds are jestingly told
to
M
Yours T. H."
Above all
other felts,
Kussian,
Spanish,
French,
give me the
English
beaver!
Cast of for ever your twoe shillinge *
bonnetts,
Cover your coxcombs with three-pound
beavers.—ih. p. 498.
"Beaver hats were expensive articles of
dress, as already noted. Dugdale, in
his Diary (under April 13, 1661), notes :
' Payd for a bever hatte, £4 105.'; the
fashion of it may be seen in Hollar's
print of that distinguished antiquary.
Pepys records (under June 27 in the
same year): — 'This day Mr. Holden
sent me a bever, which cost me £4 5s.'"—
ib. p. 503.
* Mr. Hunter's copy reads tenpenny.—U&lli-
well.

78
THE TURK IN LINEN.
Some like
rough
things;
some like
smooth;
the English
lecher loves
all sorts.
With all
drinks too
he makes
merry;
The German loues his connye well,1
the Irishman his shagg tooe2;
the welch his Monmouth3 loues to weare,
12 & of the same will bragg tooe.
some loue the rough, & some the smooth,
some great, & other small thinge 4;
but oh, yo^r English Licorish man,5
16 he loues to deale in all thinges !
The Rush drinkes Quash6; Duche, lubickes beere,7
& that is strong 8 and mightye;
the Brittaine, he Metheglin Quaffes,
20 the Irish, Aqua vitge9;
the ffrench affects his orleance10 grape,
the spanyard tasts his sherrye ;
the English none of these escapes,11
24 but w^'th them12 all makes merrye.
1 conny-wool.—B.M. In another poem
in the same volume, at p. 162, we read—
Hare is an English connyfurrl
Kushia hath no such stuffe,
Which, for to keep your fingers warme,
Excells your sable muife.
The Burse of Reformation.
?For the double entendre of the black
beaver, compare 1. 32 of Off alle the seaes
below.—F.
2 Shagge-too.—B.M.
3 Munmouth.—B.M. A cut of the
Monmouth cap is given on p. 502 of
Fairholt's Costume in England, 1860,
and on p. 115 of the Percy Society's Sa-
tirical Songs and Poems on Costume, and
it is mentioned twice in the " Ballad of
the Caps," which Mr. Fairholt places at
the end of the reign of Elizabeth, and
which is found in Sportive Wit, 1656;
D'Urfey's Wit and Mirth, 1719-20, &c.
TheMonmouth-cap,the saylors thrum ...
The souldiers that the Monmouth wear.
From Cleveland's Square-Cap for me,
the cap seems to have been made of
plush—
And first, for the plush-sake, the Mon-
mouth'Cap comes.
(Sat Songs, 134.)
It was worn by sailors, as Mr. Fairholt
shows by quoting A Satyre on SeaOfficers,
by Sir H. S. published with the Duke of
Buckingham's Miscellanies (Costume, p.
533).
4 A second g appears to be crossed
out in the MS.—F.
5 your lecherish Englishman.—B.M.
6 quaffes, B.M.; quaffes, 4th ed. P630;
quasses, 5th ed. 1638. " Quasse, men-
tioned as a humble kind of liquor, used
by rustics.
As meade obarne, and meade cherunk,
And the base quasse by pesants drunk."
Pimlyco, or Runne Bed-Cap, 1609, in
Nares.—F.
7 Lubeck. The beer of Lubeck was
celebrated, and appears to have been very
strong.
I think you're drunk
With Lubeck beer or Brunswick mum.
Albertus Wallenstein, 1639. Modern
editors of Nares.—F.
8 stromg in the MS.—F.
9 "Aqua Vita, (i.e. Water of Life),
a sort of Cordial Water made of brew'd
Beer strongly hopp'd and well ferment-
ed." Phillips.
10 the Orleane.-—B.M.
11 can scape.—B.M.
12 But he with.—B.M.

THE TURK IN LINEN. 79
The Italyan, in her hye shapines,1 and there's
Scot[c]h lasse, & lonely ffroe2 tooe; that he
the Spanish don-a,3 ffrench Madam,4
28 he will not ffeare to goe too :
nothing soe ffull of hazards5 dread,4
nought Hues aboue the center,
noe health, noe flashyon, wine, nor wench,
32 yo^r English dare not venter." 6
ffins.
1 Chapeene.—B.M. Choppines.—P.
" A high sooled Shoe, v. Chapin. Sp.
Chapin de muger, a woman's shooes,
such as they vse in Spaine, mules, or
high cork shooes." Percivale, by Minsheu.
Chopines, says Mr. Fairholt, were shoes
elevated " as high as a man's leg."
Raymonds Voyage through Italy, 1648.
They are mentioned by Shakspere
(Hamlet, act ii. scene 2), and were
occasionally worn in England, but not of
so great an altitude. See Douce's Illus-
trations of Shakspere.—F.
2 Froa-too.—B.M. frow.—P.
3 Bonna, B.M. Bonna, 4th edition.
Donna, 5th ed.—F.
4 ? Kef erring to " Lues Venerea, or Mor-
bus Gatticus, the French Pox, a malig-
nant and infectious Distemper." Phillips.
—F.
5 hazard.—B.M.
6 No Fashion, Health, no Wine, nor
Wench,
On which hee dare not venter.—
B.M.
m2

80
€omt toanton toenr&esu
[Page 404 of MS.]
An old courtezan's advice to younger ones to grant their favours
coyly; not to be forward, except at first, and so whet their
hirers' desire.
Wenches,
I'll tell you
how to
manage.
Husband
your ware.
Be freer of
speech than
act.
12
Come : all you wanton wenches
that longs to be in tradinge,
come learne of me, lones Mistris,
to keepe yo^r selues ffrom Iadeinge !
when you expose yo^r ffaces,
all baytes ffor to entrapp men,
then haue a care to husband yo^r ware,
that you proue not bankrout chapmen.
be not att ffirst to nice nor coye
when gamsters you are courtinge,
nor fforward to be sportinge ;
in speeches ffree, not in action bee,
for feare of lesse resortinge.
Conceal your
passion;
spare your
favours
when men
are eager.
16
20
Let not yo^r outward iesture
b[e]rawy yo^r inward passyon;
but seeme to neglect, when most you doe affect,
in a cunning scornefull ffashyon.
be sparing of yo^r ffavors
when mens loue grow most Eagare;
yett keepe good guard, or else all is marecl.
when they yo^r ffort beleaugar;
grant but a touch or a kisse ffor a tast,

COME WANTON WENCHES.
81
24
& seeme not to bee willinge
1 allwayes ffor to be billinge.
w^'th a tuch or a pinch, or a nipp or a wrenche,
disapont their hopes ffullfillinge.
Don't be
always bill-
ing.
28
32
36
If once you growe to lauish,
and all yo^r wealth discouer,
you cast of hope ; for then w^'th too much scope
you doe dull yo^r Egar louer.
then order soe jour treasure,
& soe dispend jour store,
that tho men do tast, their loues may neuer wast,
but they still may hope for more.
& if by chance, beinge wrapt in a trance,
you yeeld them fall ffruityon
won by strong opposityon,
yett nipp & teare, & with poutinge sweare
'twas against jour disposityon.
Let men
taste and
hope for
more.
If you yield,
struggle and
say you
didn't mean
it,
40 Thus seeminge much displeased
with that2 did most content,
you whett desire, & daylye add fire
to a spiritt almost spent.
44 be sure att the next encounter
you put jour loue to striue;
yett be not rude, if need he will intrude,
soe shall yo^r trading thriue,
48 soe shall you still be ffreshlye woed,
like to a perfect mayd.
& doe as I haue sayd,
your ffaininge seemes true,
52 & like venus euer new,
and yo^r trading is not betrayd.
ffinis.
and next
time, make
more fuss
over it:
but don't be
too rude.
Thus you'll
always be
wooed like a
maiden.
1 A note of Percy's here, of five lines,
rubbed or scratched out.—F.
2 that which, what.—F.

82
gg ft fieffell on a
[Page 443 of MS.]
One sum-
mer's day
two London
damsels
went out to
gather cod-
lings.
They were
very beauti-
ful
and sweet;
but their
one fault
was these
codlings.
12
16
As : itt beffell on a siimers day,
when Phebns in his glorye,
he was suited in his best array,—
as heere records my storye,—
2 London damsells fforth they wold ryde,
they were decked in their pompe & their pryde,
they said they wold goe ffarr & wyde
but they wold goe gather Codlyngs.
Sisters they were, exceeding ffine,
& macheless in their bewtye ;
happy was the wight cold giue them wine
to expresse his loue and dutye.
soe fine, so ffeate, so sweet, soe neate, so delicate;
O, itt wold doe you good fibr to heare them prate !
but yett intruth they haue a ffault,
to fill their belly ffull of Codlings.
The young
one wants
to go into
an orchard,
but the
elder doubts
whether
she'll get
any codlings
there.
20
24
Then to an orchard straight they went,
intending ffbr to enter.
the younger w^'th a bold attempt
ffirst did intend to enter :
" nay, softly ! " quoth the Elder wench,
" I pray thee lett vs goe ffrom hence ;
ffor heare I am in some suspence
that heare I shall not gett no Codlings."

AS IT BEFFELL ON A DAY.
83
28
32
young man
there who'll
load us ? "
" Art thou soe ffond ? canst thou not see [page 444] " Can't you
sefi a.
what good Lucke doth abode vs ?
yonder lyes a youngman vnder a tree
that with his ffruite can loade vs.
then to the Orchard straight wee will stray ;
weele devise w^'th him to sport & to play ;
& then He warrant you without delay
heele mil our belly ffull of codlings."
36
40
Then shee did leape ouer the ditch
as light as any ffether;
her sister after her did Leape,
now begins to ffeare no whether.
w^th a merry hart & a ioyffull cheere,
setting aside all care & ffeare,
seeing her sister scape soe cleere,
shee wold not Loose her share o Codlings ;
The young
one then
leaps the
ditch,
the elder
follows,
Then shee did leape ouer the dich
as light as any arrow;
& in her leape, " ah ! ah ! " shee cryes,
44 ffeeling her smocke was narrowe,
as maydens doe that newly wedd
being taken ffrom her true louers bedd ;
& with a sigh her mayden-head
48 were worne away with eating Codlings.
Her sister, on the Other side where shee attended,
bidd her haue a care, her smocke was too wyde.
with what shee was offended;
52 with that a nettle stonge her by the knee ;
" a pox of all strait smockes ! " q^oth shee.
seeing itt wold no better bee,
shee Layd her downe to gether Codlings.
ffinis.
cries Ah,
and gets her
codlings.
Then the
young one
lies down
and gets
hers too,

84
iBIamet not a toomam
Don't blame
women
for using
their own,
but praise
thein
when they
are good.
Men now,
out of their
idle brain,
abuse
women;
12
but if they
were all
virgins, men i g
would be
badly off.'
Why then
should we
blame them? 20
[Page 446 of MS.]
Blame : not a woman although shee bee Lewd,
& that her ffaults they haue been knowne.
although shee doe offend, yett in time shee may
amend;
then blame her not ffor vsing of her owne,
But rather giue them praise, as they deserue,
when vice is banisht quite, & virtue in them growne,
ffor thats their only tresure, & ffor to ffly vaine
pleasure.
then blame them not ffor vsing of their owne.
There is many now a dayes thai women will dispraise:
out of a dru[n]ken humor when as their witts are
fflowne,
out of an Idle braine, w^'th speeches Lewd* & vaine
theile blame them still ffor vsinge of her owne.
But if woman shold not trade, how shold the world
increase ?
if women all were nise, what seede shold then be
sowne ?
if women all were coy, they wold breede mens annoye ;
then blame them not ffor vsing of their owne.
If any take offence att this my songe,
I thinke that no good maners he hath knowne.
wee all ffrom women came: why shold wee women
blame,
& ffor a litle vsing of their owne ?
ffinis.
MS. has a tag like s to the d.—F.

85
<&ttt alle tfie seats.
[Page 455 of MS.]
OFF: all the seas thats cominge,
of all the woods thats risinge,
of all the ffishes in the sea,
4 giue me a womans swiuinge.
ffor shee hath pretty ffancyes
to passe away the night;
& shee hath pretty pleasures
8 to coniure downe a spritt.
My ffather gaue me Land,
my mother gaue me mony,
& I haue spent itt euery whitt
12 in hunting of a Coney.
I hunted vp a hill,
a Coney did espye ;
my fferrett seeing that,
16 into her hole did hye ;
my fferrett seeing that,
into her hole did runn ;
but when he came into her hole,
20 noe Coney cold be ffound.
I put itt in againe;
itt ffound her out att Last;
the Coney then betwixt her leggs
24 did hold my fferrett ffast,
Before all
fish
give me a
woman!
I've spent
all my
money on
one,
chasing her
till I ran
her to
ground.

86
OFF ALLE THE SEAES.
Till that itt was soe weake,
alacke, itt cold not stand!
my fferrett then out of her hole
28 did come vnto my hand.
All you that be good ffellowes,
giue hearing vnto me;
choose dark & if you wold a Coney hunt,
ones;
32 a blacke one lett itt bee ;
they're the fFor blacke ones are they best,
best. J
their Sckins will yeeld most money.
I wold to god that hee were hanged
36 that does not loue a Coney ! ffinis

87
Xouer* l)tn[t]kt alarum*
[Page 459 of MS.]
LOTJEES: harke ! an alarum is sounding : now lone Lovers,
cryes;
who-soe feares, or in flaintnesse abounding,1 will
surprise.
O then, on ! charge them home! if you delay jour charge your
time, girls home;
4 yo^r hopes will ffaile;
these flair ffoes yeelding lookes doe bewray their their hearts
hari«a are more
nd,riiS yours than
as yo^rs, more then their owne. theirs'
If t>"tej to^iUs % tealsfe Sot a, ImW^o \s mos\,
bold.
8 No braue man fibr a silly denyall will grow cold ; Take no
None but ffooles fflinch ffor noe when2 a I by nois3
merit
in louing seance;
On then, & charge them home! perchance you may charge
home!
soe put them
j 2 ffrom their ffence.
Downe, Downe w^th them! o, how the tremble for the Down with
' them!
crye!
what, for feare ? no ! no ! no ! they dissemble 4 ;
they know why.
1 Only half the u in the MS.—F. 3 ?uois. I can make no sense of it.—F.
2 ? MS. whema.—F. 4 There's a tag at the end like an s.—F.
n2

w
88 louers hea[r]ke alarum.
[page 460] Quickly woone, Quickly lost, the delight of life is lost,
16 procured with paines.
They'll fight These respects makes them bold to fight, to Cry, to
dye,
to Hue againe.
ffinis.

89
a ffttmtre of mute*
[Page 459 of MS.]
A: ffreind of mine not long agoe
desired att my hands
some pretty toy to moue delight
to those that hearers stand.
the w^'ch I meane to gratiffye
by all the meanes I may,
& mone delight in euery wight
that with affection stay.
A friend has-'
asked me
for a story
to delight all
hearers.
I'll tell yon
one
12
16
Some thought to proue wherin I shold
these seuerall humors please,
the w7*ich to doe, reason fforbidds,
lest I shold some displease;
but sith my muse doth plesure Chuse,
& theron bends her skill,
wherby I may driue time away,
& sorrowes quite beguile.
that will
drive away
all sorrow.
20
24
It was my Chance, not long agoe,
by a pleasant wood to walke,
wheere I vnseene of any one
did heare tow louers talke ;
& as these louers forth did passe,
hard by a pleasant shade,
hard by a mighty Pine tree there,
their resting place they made.
I walked in
a wood
and paw twc
lovers
rest under
a pine.

90
A FREINDE OF MINE.
The man
said the
place was
made only
for lovers to
embrace,
and took
his girl by
the middle.
She caught
hold of him,
for she was
a merry lass.
He delayed,
so she
offered to
arrange
herself
28
32
36
40
44
48
52
56
" Insootli," then did this youngman say,
" I thinke this ffragrant place
was only made for loners trne
eche others to inbrace."
hee tooke her by the middle small,—
good sooth I doe not mocke,—
not meaning to doe any thing
but to pnll vpp her : smo :1 blocke
wheron shee sate, poore silly soule,
to rest her weary bones.
this maid shee was noe whitt affraiyd,
but shee eanght him ffast by the : stones :
thumbes;
wheratt he vext & grehied was,
soe that his fflesh did wrinkle;
this maid shee was noe whitt affrayd,
but caught him fast hold by the : pintle :
pimple
which hee had on his chin likwise ;—
but lett the pimple passe;—
there is no man heare but he may supposse
shee weere a merry lasse.
he boldly ventured, being tall,
yet in his speech bu[t] blunt,
. hee neuer ceast, but tooke vpp all,
& cacht her by the Cun: plumpe.
And red rose lipps he kisst full sweete:
q^oth shee, " I craue no sucour."
which. made him to haue a mighty mind
to clipp, kisse, & to : ffuck : plucke her
into his armes. " nay! soft! " quoth, shee,
" what needeth all this doing ?
ffor if you wilbe ruled by me,
you shall vse small time in wooinge.
[page 460]
1 These and the similar colons following are those of the MS.
}.—F.

A FKEINDE OF MINE. 91
" ffor I will lay me downe," quoth shee,
" vpon the slippery seggs,
& all my clothes He trusse vp round,
60 & spread abroad my : leggs : eggs,
w7^'ch I haue in my aperne heare
vnder my girdle tnckt;
soe shall I be most ffine & braue,
64 most ready to be : fuckt: ducket
" vnto some pleasant springing well;
ffor now itts time of the yeere
to decke, & bath, & trim ourselues
68 both head, hands, ffeet & geere."
ffinis.
and get
ready.

92
0 nap x <& nap j nut: pett
A young
man
met a
maiden,
and offered
her 40
crowns
to enjoy her,
She said,
" Not yet.
Gold is dross
to my
virginity."
12
16
20
24
[Page 460 of MS.]
A: yong man walking alone,
abroad to take the ayre,
itt was his chance ffor him to meete
a maiden pasing ffaire.
desiring her of curtesiye
awhile w^'th him downe sitt;
shee answered him most modestlye,
"Onay! Onay! not yett!"
" Forty crownes I will gine thee,
sweete hart, in good red gold,
if that I may thy ffauour haue,
thy bewtye to behold."
& then she spoke now readilye
& w^th a ready witt,
" I will not sell my honestye !
0 nay ! 0 nay! not yett!
" Gold & mony is but drosse,
& worldly vanittyel ;
I doe esteeme more of the losse
of my virginity e !
but dost thou thinke I am soe madd,
or of soe litle witt
as ffor to sell my honestye ?
0 nay! 0 nay! not yett! "
1 vanity.—P.

1
0 NAY, 0 NAY, NOT YETT.
93
28
32
They way to win a womans hart,
is quicklye to be breiffe,
& giue her that w?'th-in ffew words
that will soone ease her greiffe.
" O ffye ! O ffye ! away ! " sheele crye,
that loues a dainty bitt,
" I will not yeelde to Cupids lawes !
O nay ! O nay ! not yett! "
ffinis.
But if you'd
win a
woman, be
quick,
and don't
mind her
refusal.

94
$ Cannott 33** contented
I can't give
up my love,
and wish. I
could find
her.
I'd give her
some nectar.
Some tell me
I shall be
burnt if I
touch her.
But I'm not
afraid of
that.
12
16
20
24
[Page 460 of MS.]
1: Cannot be contented
ffrom lone to be absented.
although I were presented,1
lie haue another bout;
I know shee is vnwilling
to heare of all the skillinge 2 ;
shee rather had bee lilling,3
if 11 could ffind her out.
but if that time & lesure serue,
infaith shee shall not neede to sterue ;
ffor well I know shee doth deserue
to tast vpon sweet Kectair,
the ffoode wheron the gods do ffeede,
& all they gods they haue decreede.
but shee shall haue itt att her neede !
hey hoe ! my harte is wearye !
Some say, ' if I come nye her,
my liffe must pay the hyer;'
but if I scape ffrom fiyer,
then let them doe their worst;
for water, I am sure,
while grinding doth endure,
will come like hawke to lure,
or else the Miller is curst.
go 4613
1 To present, to bring an Information
against. Phillips.—P.
2 ?Keasoning.—P.
3 Lill. (1) To pant; to loll out the tongue.
Wilts. "I lylle out the tonge as a
beest dothe that is chafed [heated]."
Palsgrave. " To pant and be out of
breath, or lill out the tongue, as a dog
that is weary." Plorio, p. 15; in Halli-
well's Gloss.—F.

I CANNOTT BEE CONTENTED.
95
Her mill has
plenty of
water.
looke in the dam, & you may spye
heere is soe much that some runs "by;
there neuer came a yeere soe clrye
28 cold keepe this Mill ffrom grindinge.
yett shee no common Miller is ;
shee does not grind eche plowrnans gris ! ;
she needs not, vnless shee list,
32 but ffor sweet recreation.
ffuns.
Grist, Corn ground, or fit for grinding ; Meal, Flower. Phillips.—F.
o 2

96
Et'IIumfofjaim
[Page 461 of MS.]
With this poem may be compared another " Burlesque Keceipt'5
for the same purpose in Reliquice Antiquce, i. 250, "A good
medesyn, yff a mayd have lost her madened, to make her a mayd
ageyn," which is taken, says Mr. Halliwell, " from a copy of
Caxton's Mirrour of the World, or th? ymage of the same, fol.
Lond. 1481, in the King's Library in the British Museum, fol.
ult. v°., written by some owner of the book in the year 1520."
A maid
went to the
well to wash,
The : maid, shee went to the well to washe,
Lillumwham, Lilhimwham!
the mayd shee went to the well to washe,
whatt then ? what then ?
the maid shee went to the well to washe ;
dew ffell of her lilly white fleshe;
Grandam boy, Grandam boy, heye !
Leg a derry, Leg a merry, mett, mer, whoope, whir !
driuance, larumben, Grandam boy, heye !
ard as she
washed
her clothes,
12
Whitel shee washee, & whitex shee ronge,
Lillumwham &c:
whitel shee hangd o the hazle wand,
Grandam boy, heye &c.
1 Is this white for while ? There is no
loop to the letter, and that makes the
difference between the I and t in this
MS. The white of line 6, and of lines
10 and 12, is exactly the same.—F.

LILLUMWHAM.
97
There came an old Palmer by the way,
Lilhimwham &c.
16 sais, " god speed thee well thou faire maid ! "
Grandam boy, hey &c.
a palmer
asked her
20
"Hast either Cupp or can —
Lilliimwham &c.—
to giue an old palmer drinke therin ? "
Grandam boy, heye &c.
for a cup
to drink out
of,
sayes, " I haue neither cupp nor Cann—
Lilhimwham &c.—
24 to giue an old Palmer drinke therin."
Grandam boy, heye &c.
She said
she hadn't
one.
28
" But an thy Lemman came from Roome,
Lillumwham &c,
Oupps & canns thou wold ffind soone."
Grandam boy, heye &c.
" If your
lover
came you'd
soon find
some."
32
Shee sware by god & good St. Iohn,
Lillumwham &c.
Lemman had shee neuer none ;
Grandam boy, heye &c.
" I never
had a lover."
Saies, "peace, ffaire mayd ! you are fforsworne !
Lillumwham &c.
36, Nine Children you haue borne;
Grandam boy, heye &c.—
"That's a
story!
You've had
9 children,
" They x were buryed vnder thy beds head;—
Lillumwham &c :—
40 other three vnder thy brewing leade2;
Grandam boy, hey &c.
and mur-
dered them
all!"
'Three.—P. Halli well's Grloss. "A forneys of a leed"
2 Lead, a vat for dyeing, &c, Northern; Chaucer, Cant, T. Prol. 1. 202.—F,
a kitchen copper is sometimes so called.

98
LILLUMWHAM.
" Well, I
hope you're
Christ,
and will set
me pen-
ance."
<I will:
be 7 years a
stepping
stone,
7 a clapper
in a bell,
for 7 lead an
ape in hell.
Other tliree on won play greene, [page 462]
Lillumwham &c.
44 Count, maids, & there be 9."
Grandam boy, bey &e.
" But I hope yon are the good old man—
Lillunrwham &c.—
48 That all the world beleeues vpon ;
Grandam boy, hey &c.
" Old Palmer, I pray thee,—
Lillumwham &c.—
52 Pennannce that thou wilt giue to me."
Grandam boy, hey &c.
" Penance I can giue thee none,—
Lillumwham &c.—
56 but 7 yeere to be a stepping stone ;
Grandam boy, hey &c.
" Other seauen a clapper in a bell,—
Lillumwham &c.—
60 Other 7 to lead an ape in hell.1
Grandam boy, hey &c.
And when
your
penance
is done,
you'll come
home a
maid."
64
68
" When thou hast thy penance done,
Lillamwham, Lillumwham,
when thou hast thy penance done,
whatt then ? what then ?
when thou hast thy penance done,
then thoust come a mayden home."
Grandam boy, Grandam boy, hey !
Leg a derry, Leg a merry, met, mer, whoop, whirr !
driuance, Larumben, Grandam boy, heye !
films.
1 See Mr. Dyce's note in the Ballads and Romances of the Folio, ii. 46.—P.

99
CI)£ $tn Crabb*
[Page 462 of MS.]
A cokrespondent says, " This was a very common old story, and
I think it occurs in one of the early fabliaux, but the only re-
ference I can think of at present is the celebrated Moyen de
Parvenir, by Beroalle de Yerville^ where it is introduced in
Chapter 49."
ITT: was a man of Affrica had a ffaire wiffe,
fFairest that euer I saw the dayes of my liife :
with, a ging, boyes, ginge ! ginge, boyes, ginge !
4 tarradidle, ffarradidle, ging, boyes, ging!
This goodwifFe was bigbellyed, & with a lad,
& ener shee longed ffor a sea crabbe.
ginge &c.
A wife who
was
pregnant
wanted a
crab,
8 The oroodman rise in the morning, & put on his hose, Her good-
man
he went to the sea syde, & ffollowTed his nose.
ginge &c.
Sais, " god speed, fhsherman,1 sayling on the sea,
12 hast thou any crabbs in thy bote for to sell mee ?"
ging &c.
" I liaue Crabbs in my bote, one, toy/, or three;
I haue Crabbs in my bote for to sell thee."
16 ginge &c.
1 MS. ffishernan.—F.
bought one

100
THE SEA CRABB.
and put it
in the
Jordan.
It caught
hold of his
wife.
He blew on
it to make
it let go,
and it
pinned his
nose to his
wife.
So he called
the neigh-
bours in to
part them.
The good man went home, & ere he wist,
& put the Crabb in the Chamber pot where his wiffe
pist.
ging &e.
20 The good wiffe, she went to doe as shee was wont;
vp start the Crabfish, & cateht her by the Cunt.
ging &c.
" Alas !" quoth the goodwiffe, " that euer I was borne,
24 the devill is in the pispott, & has me on his home."
ging &c.
" If thou be a crabb or crabfish by kind,
thoule let thy hold goe with a blast of cold wind."
28 ging &e.
The good man laid to his mouth, & began to blowe,
thinkeing therby that they Crab wold lett goe.
ging &c.
32 " Alas ! " q^oth the good man, " that euer I came
hither,
he has ioyned my wiffes tayle & my nose together!"
ging &c.
They good man called his neigbors in with great
wonder,
36 to part his wiues tayle & his nose assunder.
ging &c.
ffinis.

101
[Page 463 of MS.]
Last : night I thought my true loue I caught;
when I waket, in my amies I mist her ;
my sleepe I renued, & my dreame I pursued;
till I ffound out my loue, & I kist her.
but if such delights belong to the nights,
when the head1 hath Phebus in keepinge,
how is he blest with content in his rest
that can ffind but his Mistress sleepinge ?
I dreamt
last night
that I kist
my love.
12
16
If shadowes can make the braines for to ake,
when the spirritts haue their reposes,
the substance hath power to proue & procure
all the pleasures that loues incloses.
Nights sable shroud, with her bonny cloude,
will defend thee from Tytanus peepinge,
& helpe thee to shade all the shiffts thou hast made
ffor to find out thy Mistress sleepinge.
If I enjoyed
that,
what must
the real
thing he ?
20
24
Then since the aid of the Cynthian mayd
doth assist vs with her endeauour;
light to the moone till the suffering be done;
shees a ffreind to the ffaithfFul euer.
though shee denyes, shee pishes & shee cryes,
leaue not thou of ffor her weepinge ;
ffor if shee ffind that affectyon be kinde,
shees thine owne? boy, awake or sleepinge!
ffinis.
Thetis, q.-
P
-P.
I since
found her
sleeping,
and didn't
leave her for
her weeping
She was my
own.

102
£ Bttamrtr mj> Eow>
I dreamt
t hat I saw
my love in
bed;
[Page 480 of MS.]
1 dreamed my loue lay in her bedd:
itt was my Chance to take her :
her leggs & armes abroad were spredd;
shee slept; I durst not awake her.
0 pitty itt were, that one soe faire
shold Crowne her loue with willowe1 ;
the tresses of her golden haire 2
did kisse he[r] louely pillowe.
that her
belly was a
hill
where my
two beagles
12
16
Methought her belly was a hill
much like a mount of pleasure,
vnder whose height there growes a well:
the depth no man Can measure.
about the pie [s] ant mountaines topp
there growes a louely thickett,
wherin 2 beagles trambled,
& raised a liuely prickett.3
They hunted there w^th pleasant noyce
about the pleasant mountaine,
till hee by heat was fforct to my,
20 & skipp into the ffountaine.
1 " The following< To the Willow-Tree/
is in Herrick's Hesperides, p. 120:—
Thou art to all lost love the best,
The only true plant found,
Wherewith young men and maids distrest,
And left of love, are crown'd.
When with neglect (the lover's bane)
Poor maids rewarded be,
For their love lost, their onely gaine
Is but a wrreathe from thee."
Brand's Pop. Antiq. i. 72, ed. 1861.—F.
2 The MS. has two strokes for the i,
but only one dotted.—F.
3 Pryket, beest (prik, S.) Capriolas.
Promptorium. Pricket, the buck in his
second year. Halliwell.—F.

I DKEAMED MY LOUE.
they beagles ffollowed to the brinke,
& there att him they barked;
he plunged about, but wold not shrinke;
24 his Coming fforth they way ted.
Then fforth he Came as one halfe lame,
weere weary, ffaint, & tyred;
& layd him downe betwixt her leggs,
28 as helpe he had required.
the beagles being reffresht againe,
my Loue ffrom sleepe bereued;
shee dreamed shee had me in her armes,
32 & shee was not decerned.
liiitiiiffliv ?^^~*z« ''-■■--■ - - ■■..-^----■— -*-—■■<-■ ^ .^^.--»^.--.^^^~.~.~-^^^

104
flantor* come afoape.
Panders,
bring your
whores to
Cupid's
muster.
[Page 486 of MS.]
come away!
bring fforth jour whores by Clusters
alongst the Lane, by Gray,1
4 wheere Cupid keepes his musters
now to-day!
He'll cashier 2whenches, doe you heare ? I tell you not a ffable ;
all that can't .-it
be war- all you that doe appeare, & be not warrantable,
8 heele Casheere !
ranted.
Prostitutes As for Nan: wrio;ht, though her dealings may com-
discussed: ° ° °
WrigM. pareh[er;]
yett, for her parts below, theres not a woman ffairer
to the showe.
2. Little i2 Litle Ales is found 7 yeeres to haue been a trader ;
TVddhTom ye^ Tom Todd wilbe bound, whom as they say did
spade h[er,]
that shees sound.
3. Garden. Gardens neere the worss, though shee hath made her
Co[ney]
16 as common as the Bursse; yett still shee hath they
money
in her pursse.
? MS. Pray.—F. 2 The MS. has 4 lines in 2 henceforth.—P.

PANDEHS COME AWAYE.
105
Boulton is put by, & Luce, among the infected ; 4. Boulton.
& ffranke Todd goeth a-wry, being beforeJ detected (with Frank
20 to be drye.
Pitts is to forbeare the trade. & soe is likwise 6, Pitts.
7 7. Pearint,
Pearnit2 ;
for Cupid in his eare is told that they haue had itt
to a haire.
True itt is that Babe for yeeres may be a virgin; s. Babe.
24 yett Cupid ffinds the drabb al ready 3 for a surgyon
for the scabb.
Southewells ! beare in mind, althoug they are ffalse 9. South-
) & J wells.
doers,
they say that you are blind, & soe perhapps more
ffauors
28 you doe fund.
winlowe is to young to know the ffruits of wooinge lo.winiowe
tillnott haue made her strong to know the ffruits4 as
doei[nge]
to to Longe.
.32 Gallants, come not neare to braue Venetia Stanley 5 ! n. Yenetia
her Iiord hath placed her there that will maintaine
her ma[nly]
without ffeare.
Hayseys, stoupe soe long, to Cupid for aquittance, 12. Hayseys.
36 till euidence soe strong will speake for yo^r indit-
men[t.]
1 MS. be before.—F. Stanley, was the Wife of Sir Kenelm
2 ? Pearint.-—F. Dighy: Her reputation was not very
3 MS. already.—F. clear, as appears from Mr. Walpole's
4 MS. ffiruits.—F. Anecdotes of Painting.—P.
5 Venetia, Daughter of Biv Edwd.

106
[page 487]
13.....
PANDERS COME AWAYE.
1 . . . . ce & lames. Cupid will haue you
armed ;
for wt'th Ms hottest fflames he hath them soundlye 2
warmed ;
marke their names!
14. Nan
James
(with her
barber's,
boy).
15. Besse
Broughton.
40 Nan: lames is growne soe Coy, that no man can
endure her;
yett I haue heard some say a barbers boy did cure her
of a toye.
But w^th the wicked sire that yett was neuer thought
on,
44 by quenching of loues ffire, hath tane away Besse
Broughton
one desire.
16. Jane
Selbe.
17. Beun-
kards.
Its3 ill that simix rydes. lane selbe doth oppresse her ;
with other more besides, vnlesse there were a dresser
7
48 of their hyds.
Beunkards,4 how yee speed, tis shrewdly to be ffeared;
yee cannott aske to reade. soe oft you haue beene
seared
ffor the deede.
is. Fouigam 52 fFoulgam will appeale from Cupid, as men gather,
holy father) for in her wandring taile hath beene her holy father;
hees her bayle.
19. Dodson. Dodson is not ill yeett hath shee beene a deale-her;
56 the fait was in his skilL who knew not how to appease
her
with his quill.
1 Part of the line has been cut away 3 ? MS. Itt.—F.
from the MS. by the binder.—F. 4 ? MS.: the e is oddly made; it may
2 One stroke too few in the MS.—F. be BirmJcards, the i not dotted.—F.

PANDERS COME AWAYE. 107
her husband saies shee[s] nought I thinke an honest
woman
by Lewdnesse may be brought, to be like others,
common,
60 being sought.
Ales Bradshaw is fforgott. the Cittye that ingrost her; 20. Ales
.!..,,* ,.-, , Bradshaw
* but happy is his lott that neuer did arrest her, (of the city).
for shee is hott.
64 Cittye wiu.es, they say, doe occupye by Charter; City-wives,
but Cupid grant they may that ware for-ware the dul^e-
barter
without pay.
Ladyes name wee none, nor yett no Ladyes*women Ladies, and
J * ~ Ladies'
68 youv honors may begone; ffor Coesars loue will women,
" " ° I don't name
summon you.
you alone.
But because that some will not allow the order,
to morefeelds see you Come, yo^r Maio^r & your
recorder
72 with. a drum.
Thus farwell, yee whores, yee hackneys & yee harlotts! Farewell,
come neare my walkes no more but get you to your
varletts
as before !
76 My hart shall ay disdaine. to thinke of such pore blisses; *sha11 nave

^ 7 'no more to
my lipps shall eke the same, to touch with breathing do with y°u»
kisses
yours againe.
Thus here ends my song, made only to be merrye : and 1 hope 1
J % °' J J don't offend.
80 If I oifend in toung, in hart I shalbe sorry
ffor the wrong. ffinis.

108
I met a
dainty duck,
91 JBamtp: Mmku
[Page 487 of MS.]
A: dainty ducke I Chanced to meete
shee wondered what I wold doe,
& curteouslye shee did mee greete
as an honest woman shold doe.

and asked
her to drink. I asked her if shee wold drinke ;
shee wondred &c.

She gave me
a wink.
8
shee answered me w^'th sober winke,
as an honest &c.

\A leaf is gone here in the MS., containing, among other
things perhaps, the beginning of " The Spanish Lady"']
1 Written at the lower corner: the first words of the next page.—F.

109
12
16

^oto ffpe jott Bvwmtst.
[Page 499 of MS.]
Now ffye on dreames 1 & ffond delights
that occupye the minde 2 !
tis worser ffor to dreame by nights
then occupye by kind !
fFor if Cupid thy hart doth stryke
w^th lead or golden fflight,
0 then, 0 then, 0 then, in dreames
thy thoughts strange 3 things doe write !
Methought itt was my Chance to Clipp
thee Creature I loued best,
& all alonge the ffeilds to tripp,
to moue some sport or lest,
& then & then, my [suite] I gan to pleade
vnto that ffairest mayd;
But shee, but shee, would nought beleeue,
which made me sore affrayd.
Fie on
dreams!
For when
you're in
love
you dream
strange
things,
I lately
thought
I was trip-
ping along
with my
love,
But yett by prayer & ernest suite
I moued her att the Last;
yett cold I not inioye the ffruite
20 that hath soe pleasing tast.
but when, but when, that motyon I bewrayd;
shee still this answer said,
"Ono! 0 no ! O no ! I will dye
24 ere I loose my maiden-head !"
and pray hig-
her to
grant me
her favors.
1 dreanes in the MS.—F.
2 ninde in the MS.—P.
Only half an n m the MS.—F.
Q

110
NOW FYE ON DREAMES.
She let me
touch her,
Yett did shee giue me leaue to tuch
her ffoote, her legg, her knee ;
a litle ffurther was not much,
28 they way I went was ffree.
" 0 fFye ! O ffye ! ycmr are to blame ! " shee sayd,
" thus to vndoe a maid ;
but yett, but yett, the time is so meete,
[line cut avjay here by the binder.']
and neither
Jove
nor Hercules
had more
delight
than I
when I
scaled her
fort.
But alas!
when I
woke,
it was all i
dream!
32 Not Ioue himselfe more Iouyall was
when he bright dyana wonn;
Nor Hercules, that all men did passe,
when hee w^'th distaffe spunn,
36 then I, then I, all ffeares when I had past,
& scalled the ffort att Last,
& on, & on, & on the same
my signes of victory placet.
[page 500]
40
44
But when Aurora, goddesse bright,
appeared ffrom the east,
& Morpheus, that drowsye wight,
w^'thdrawen him to his rest;
0 then, 0 then, my ioyes were altered cleane !
w/dch makes me still Complaine ;
ffor I awaked, for I awaked, ffor I awaked ; and I
ffo[und]
all this was but a dreame !
ffinis.

Ill
12
20
24
[Page 508 of MS.]
Come, sitt thee downe by these Coole l streames
neuer yet warmed by Tytans beames !
my tender youth thy wast shall clippe,
& ffix vpon thy Cherry lipp;
& lay thee downe on this greene bed,
where thou shalt loose thy mayden-head.
See how the litle Phillipp Sparrow,
whose ioynts doe ouer-fflow with marrow,
on yonder bough how he doth proue
with his make 2 the ioyes of loue,
& doth instruct thee, as hee doth tread,
how thou shalt loose thy maidenhead.
O you younglings, be not nice !
coines 3 in mayds is such a vice,
that if in youth you doe not marry,
in age young men will lett you tarrye.
by my perswasyon then be led,
& loose in time thy maidenhead.
Clothes that imbrothered be w?'th gold,
if neuer worne, will quicklye molde ;
if in time you doe not plucke
the damisine or the Apricocke,
in pinching Autume theyle be dead ;
then loose in time thy maidenhead !
ffinis.
Sit down,
and lose thy
maidenhead,
as the
sparrow
teaches thee
to do.
Young
maids,
marry m
youth, or
you'll be left
Then lose
your
maidenheads
colde.—P. 2 A.-S. mace, a wife.—P. 3 coyness.—P.
q2

112
Com ^ottffe*
[Page 508 of MS.]
In Mr. Payne Collier's Extracts from the Registers of the Sta-
tioners' Company, 1557-70 (Shaksp. Soc. 1848) are two entries,
on pages 46, 58, under the year 1561-2, which may relate to this
song, but probably don't.
" Rd. of William Shepparde, for his lycense for pryntinge of a ballad in-
tituled, Tom Longe, ye Caryer........iiije?.
Rd. of Thomas Hackett, for his fyne, for that he prynted a ballett of Tom
longe the Carryer. . . . . . . . . . ijs. y]cL
[" Tom Long, the Carrier" had been licensed to William Shepparde (see p. 46),
and Thomas Haekett must have invaded Shepparde's right. The fine was consider-
able for the time, comparing it with other impositions of the same kind.]"
Comb in, Tom longtayle, come short hose & round,
Come ffatt gutts & slender, & all to be ffound,
Come fflatt Capp and ffether, & all to be found,
Strike home thy pipe, Tom Longe.
Come lowcy, come laced shirt, come damm me, come
[ruffe ! !]
Come holy geneua, a thing w&th-out Cuffe,
Come dughtye dom diego, with Linens enough,
8 Strike &c.
Bring a fface out of England, a backe out of fran[ce,]
A belly ffrom fflanders, come all in a dance !
pinn buttockes of Spayne, aduance ! aduance !
Strike &c.
1 ruffe.—P.
Come all you
men of every
kind,
and bring
each a bit of
a girl
12

TOM LONGE.
Come bring in a wench shall ffitt euery natyon,
ffor shape & ffor makeing, a Taylors creatyon,
& new made againe to ffitt euery natyon.
16 Strike &c.
Come tricke itt, and tire itt, in anticke array!
Come trim itt, and trosse l itt, and make vp the day,
for Tom & nell, nicke & Gill, make vp the hay !
20 Strike &c.
A health to all Captaines that neuer was in warres,
thats knowne by their Scarletts, & not by their scarres !
a health to all Ladyes that neuer used Merkin,2
24 yett their stuffe ruffles like Buff lether ierkin !
Str[ike &c]
A health to all Courtiers that neuer bend knees !
' & a health to all schollers thai scornes their degrees !
a health to all Lawyers that neuer tooke flees!
28 & a health to all welchemen that loues tosted Cheese!
Strike home the pipe, Tom Long ! ffinis.
1 ?MS.—F.
2 Merkin, counterfeit hair for a woman's privy parts. Phillips.

114
I heard a
nice girl
lamenting
that she had
lived a maid
so long.
Her coyness
had pre-
vented her
enjoying her
true love,
which she
might have
done with-
out blame;
ail m a stttnt meatrotoe*
[Page 518 of MS.]
ALL: in a greene meadow, a riuer running by,
I hard a proper maiden both waile, weepe, and crye,
the teares nrom her eyes as cleare as any pearle ;
4 much did I lament the mourning of the girle :
shee sighed and sobbed, & to her selfe sayd,
" alas! what hap had I to Hue soe long a maid ?
" Now in this world no Curtesye is knowen,
8 & young men are hard harted, which, makes me Hue
alone;
the day & time hath beene, if I had still beene wise,
I might haue enioyed my true loue had I not beene so
n[ise*];
but Coyishness, & toyishness, & peeuishness such store
12 hath brought me to this pensiueness, and many mai-
dens [more2].
"Some dames that are precise, & heare me thus Com-
plaine,
theyle thinke me fond & Idle, my Creditt much wold
sta[ine.]
but lett me ansewre them; the Case might be their
owne;
16 the wisest on the earth, by loue may be orethrowen ;
ffor Cupid is blinded, & cometh in a Cloud,
& aimeth att a ragg as soone as att a robe.
1 nice.—P,
2 more.—P.

ALL IN A GREENE MEADOWE.
115
" Sith goddesses come downe to iest with such a boy,
20 then hapily poore maidens may tread their shoes
awrye.1
Hellen of greece for bewty was the rarest, for Helen
a wonder of the world, & certainlye the fFairest;
yett wold shee, nor Cold shee, Hue a maiden still.
24* . . . . . . few or none can carrye [pageoio]
others all did marry
oftime that they haue vsed before
[Whoever it be] that come, I will deny no more, she resolve?
[be itt light o]r be itt darke, doe he looke or winke, more,
% [He let him hit] the marke, if he haue witt but for to
g thinke.
o
% [Tho silly m]aidens nicely deny itt when its offered, ^d ^B\f
[yet I wi]sh them wisely to take itt when itts proffered; j^e0^e^en
32 [If they be li]ke to Cressus to scorne soe true a freind,
[Theyle be] glad to receiue poore Charitye in the end.
. [ti]me gone & time past is not recalld againe ;
[t]herfore I wish all mayds make hast, lest with me
the Complaine.
1 Compare the French Charier droit, vprightly; or discreetly, warily, ad-
to tread straight, to take a right course; trisedly.—Cot.
to behaue himself honestly, sincerely,

116
Cruras pou ratmott
[Page 521 of MS.]
The very attractive air to which the following ballad was sung
is to be found in Popular Music of the Olden Time, i. 337, but
the words seem to exist only in this Manuscript. Their date can-
not be much later than the commencement of James the First's
reign, since one of the ballads against the Eoman Catholics,
written after the discovery of the Gunpowder Plot, was to be
sung "to the tune of Thomas, you cannot*," also because the
air bears the same name in several collections of music for the
virginals of corresponding, if not earlier, date.—W. C.
Thomas
lay on a girl,
but couldn't
serve her.
12
Thomas : vntyed his pointsl apace,
& kindly hee beseeches
that shee wold gine him time & space
ffor to vntye 2 his breeches.
" Content, Content, Content!" shee cryes.
he downe w^th his breeches imedyatlye,
<fe ouer her belly he Cast his thye.
But then shee Cryes " Thomas ! you Cannott, you
3 Cannott!
O Thomas, 0 Thomas, you Canott! "
Thomas, like a liuely ladd,
lay close downe by her side :
he had the worst Courage that euer had man4;
in conscience, the pore ffoole Cryed.
1 Point, a tagged lace, used in tying
any part of the dress. Nares.—F.
2 The e has a tag as if for s.—F.
3 MS. camot-
4 ? man had.-
-F.
■W. C.

THOMAS YOU CANNOTT. 117
But then he gott some Courage againe,
& he crept ypon her belly amaine,
16 & thought to haue hitt her in the right vaine;
But then shee &c.
This maid was discontented in mind,
& angry was w^'th Thomas,
20 thai he the time soe long had space,1
& cold nott performe his promise.
he promised her a thing, 2 handfull att least,
which made this maid glad of such a ffeast;
24 but shee Cold not gett an Inch for a tast,
which made her cry &c.
Thomas went to Venus, the goddesse of loue,
& hartily he did pray,
28 thai this ffaire maid might constant proue
till he performed what he did say.
in hart & mind they both wee[r]e content;
but ere he came att her, his courage was spent,
32 which made this maid grow discontent,
& angry was w^th Thorns, wiih Thomas,
& angry was wiih Thomas.
Vulcan & venus, wiih Mars & Apollo,
36 they all 4 swore they wold ayd him;
Mars lent him his buckler & vulcan h[is hammer,2]
& downe by her side he laid him.3
[Page 522, a fragment apart from the MS,]
40 then......
but all her body qu (?)
he tickled her, laid (?)
& then shee Cryes
44 & then shee Cryes f . . Tho[mas]
1 so long had time and space.—W. C. 3 End of MS. page 521.—F.
2 MS. torn away.—F.
She got
angry.
He prayed to
Venus for
help.
She and 3
Gods
and did so
effectually,

118
THOMAS YOU CANNOTT.
to the girl's
content.
48
52
This mayd wa .
that fFortune had lent hi
ffull oft he had beene
yett neuer cold stop .
he tickeled her tuch .
he made her to tr
& Thomas was glad he
& then shee cryes "toot
& then shee cryes " toot

119
INDEX TO FIEST LINES.
--------1--------
PAGE
A creature, for feature I neuer saw a fairer . . . .53
A dainty ducke I chanced to meete.....108
A ffreind of mine not long agoe ......89
A man & a younge maid that loued a long time . . .51
A yong man walking alone...... .92
All in a greene meadow, a riuer running by . . . .114
As att noone Dulcina rested.......32
As I was ridinge by the way......29
As itt beffell on a sumers day......82
Bee not affrayd thou fayrest, thou rarest . . . .47
Blame not a woman although shee bee Lewd . , .84
Can any one tell what I ayle ?......55
Come all you wanton wenches......80
Come in, Tom longtayle, come short hose & round . .112
Come, sitt thee downe by these Coole streames . . .111
Cooke Laurel! wold needs haue the devill his guest . . 40
Doe you meane to ouerthrow me ?.....49
Downe sate the shepeard swaine......57
I cannot be contented . ......94
I dreamed my loue lay in her bedd.....102
In a May morning I mett a sweet nursse . . . .74
It was a puritanicall ladd.......35
It was a younge man that dwelt in a towne . . . .61
Itt was a man of Affrica had a ffaire wife . . . .99

120
INDEX TO FIRST LINES.
Last night I thought my true loue I caught .
Louers: harke! an alarum is sounding ; nou loue cryes
Men that more to the yard northe church
Now ffye on dreames & ffond delights .
0 lolly Robin, hold thy hande ....
Off all the seas thats cominge ....
Panders, come away......
See the building which whilest my Mistress liued in
That god that dyed for vs all (Fryar and Boye) .
The maid, shee went to the well to washe
The man that hath a hansome wiffe
The turke in Linen wrapps his head
Thomas vntyed his points apace .
Walking in a meadowe greene
When as I doe record .
When Phebus addrest himselfe to the west
When scorching Phoebus he did mount
Will you heare the Mode of france
PAGE
101
87
59
109
6
85
104
2
9
96
31
77
116
3
68
7
70
45

121
[These two songs, having unsuspicious titles, were not examined
in time for the former part of this volume. On preparing the
third volume of the Ballads and Romances for press, it became
clear that this couple could not go into it, and they are there-
fore added as a Supplement to the Loose and Humorous Songs.
<& Wintt tofart art tftcu1
IFF: mourne I may in tyme soe glad,
or mingle ioyes w^'th dytty sadd,
lend me yo^r eares, lend watt jour eyes,
4 & see yon where shee tombed lyyes.
too simple ffoote,2 alas, containes
the Lasse that Late on downes & plaines
made horsse & hound & home to blowe.
8 0 watt! where art thow ? who, ho, ho !
Come and
see where
the hare
lies buried
who lately
gave us a
burst.
12
16
0 where is now thy fflight so ffleete,3
thy iealous brow & ffearffiill ffeete,
thy suttle traine & courses stronge,
thy capers hye & dances Longe ?
who sees thee now in couert creepe,
to stand & harke, or sitt & weepe,
to Coole thy fleet, to ffbyle thy floe ?
0 watt! where art thou ? who, ho, ho !
[page 448]
Where are
now his
turns and
runs ?
Oh where ?
where is thy vew4 & sweating sent5
that soe much blood & breath hath spent ?
thy magicke ffriske & cirkelles6 round,
20 thy iugling Abates to mocke the hound ?
1 A hunting song on The death of the
Hare.—P. See the curious burlesque
" Oreisoun in the worshipe of the hare,"
containing his 78 names, in Beliq. Antiq,
i. 133.—F.
2 Two simple foot.—P.
Where are
his frisks
and tricks
to cheat the
hounds ?
3 MS. ffleete so fflight.—F. flight so
fleet.—P.
4 view. 1. The footing of a beast.
2. The discovery of an animal. Hall1.
—F.
5 view, scent.—P. 6 circles.—P.

122
0 WATT WHERE ART THO.
Oh where ?
why didst thou not, this doome to scape,
vpon thee take some witches shape,
& shrowd thy selfe in cottage Lowe ?
24 0 watt! where &c.
Though one
hare
could not
escape so
many dogs,
yet I'll
praise the
royal sport
he gave us.
28
32
But why shold wee thinke watt soe wise
as Ioulers noyse,1 or Iumbells cryes,2
or Ladyes Lipps3 ? on4 watt alone
must needs by many 5 be ore-throwen.
but as I moane thy liffe soe short,
soe will I sing thy royall sport,
& guiltelesse game6 of all I know.
0 watt &c.
Why didn't
he turn his
wife out
and let her
die instead
of him ?
36
40
why didst thou not then my this ffate ?
ffrom fforth her 7 fforme put fforth thy make 8 ?
as some good wiffe, when deathes att doore,
will put her goodman fforth before.
thy enuious leaues,9 & thy muse,10
as perffect once as maidens scuse11;
thy tracke in snow, like wridowes woe.
0 watt &c.
Though he
could once
see behind,
he is blind
now.
Once cold12 thou strangly see behind ;
now art thou round about thee blyind.
both Male & ffemale once wert thou 13 ;
44 O neither Male nor ffemall now !
1 nose. qu.—P.
2 eyes. qu.—P.
3 poor. qu.—P.
4 Percy puts two red brackets round
on, for omission; but it means one.—F.
5 many.—P. One stroke too few in
the MS.—P.
6 most guiltless game, sic leger™—P.
7 And from her.—P.
8 mate.—P. A.-S. maca, a husband;
mace, a wife.—F.
9 One stroke too few in the MS.—P.
10 mewse.—P. Muse. A hole in a
hedge through which game passes. " But
the good and aproved hounds on the
contrary, when they have found the
hare, make shew therof to the hunter,
by running more speedily, and with
gesture of head, eyes, ears, and taile,
winding to the hares muse, never give
over prosecution with a gallant noise,
no not returning to their leaders, least
they loose advantage." TopseWs Four-
footed Beasts, 1607, p. 152. Halli-
well's Grloss.—F.
11 ? pudendum.—P. "Readsluse, sluice.
Dyce.
12 Colds't.—P.
13 Now wylle we begynne atte hare,
and why she is most merveylous best of

0 WATT WHERE ART THO.
123
thy hermitts liffe, thy dreadffiill crosse,
thy sweating striffe & clickett close,1
when once thou wert both Bucke & doe.
48 0 watt &c.
52
56
0, had the ffaire young sonne of Mirrh 2
fforsooke the bore, & ffollow[ed] her;
or had Acteon hunted watt
when he saw Cynthias you know whatt;
or that young man knowne that liffe
that slew ffor deere3 his deares[t] wiffe,
they all had knowne no other woe,
but watt &c.
60
64
Shrill sounding homes & siluer bells
shall sound thy mortts,4 & ring thy knell:
young shepards shall thy storry tell,
& bonny Mmphes sing thy jfarwell,
& hunters alltogether Ioyne
to drowned both woe & watt in wine,
whiles I conclude my song euen soe :
O watt! where art thou ? who, ho, ho !
ffinis.
Silver bells
shall ring
his knell,
and hunters
forget him
in their
wine.
the world . . at one tyme he [is] male
and another tyme female, and therefore
may alle men blow at hyr as at other
bestis, that is to say, at herte, at boor,
and at wolf. Twety in Bel. Ant. i. 150-1.
Niphus also affirmeth . . he saw a Hare
which had stones and a yard, and yet
was great with young, and also another
which wanted stones and the males geni-
tal, and also had young in her belly.
Bondelius saith, that they are not stones,
but certain little bladders filled with
matter, which men finde in female Hares
with young, such as are upon the belly
of a Beaver, wherein also the vulgar sort
are deceived, taking those bunches for
stones, as they do these bladders. And
the use of these parts both in Beavers
and hares is this; that against rain both
one and other sex suck thereout a cer-
tain humor, and anoint their bodies all
over therewith, and so are defended in
time of rain. TopseVs Four-footed Beasts,
ed. Eowland, 1658, p. 209.-—F.
1 Clicket close.— P. Clicket, a term
applied to a fox when maris appetens.
Gent. Eec. ii. 76, Halliwell.—F.
2 myrrh {viz. Adonis).—P.
3 instead of Deer (alluding to ye
story of Cephalus & Procris).—P.
4 Morte, sc. the Death of the Hare.
—P. and whan the hare is take, and
your houndes have ronne well to hym,
ye shul blowe aftirward, and ye shul yif
to your houndes the halow, and that is
the syde, the shuldres, the nekke, and
the hed ; and the loyne shal to kechonne,
—•Twety in Bel Ant i. 153.—F.
52

124
<BXti &imon tt)t Htngt.
[Page 519 of MS.]
This is, in some respects, the best extant version of an old
ballad of great and long-extended popularity. The burden is,
for the first time, complete. The " Hey ding a ding" at the end
identifies it as one of the " ancient" ballads mentioned in Lane-
ham's Letter from Kenilworth, 1575. In Hans Beer-pot his
invisible Comedie, 1618, Cornelius says that he has heard "an
old fantastique rime:
G entlemen are sicke
and Parsons ill at ease,
But serving men are drunke
And all have one disease."
These lines are a paraphrase of the following in the ballad:
Mine ostes was sicke of the mumpes,
her mayd was ill att ease,
Mine host lay drunke in his dumpes;
They all had one disease.
Again, in The famous Historie of Fryer Bacon, which, ac-
cording to Mr. Payne Collier, was printed soon after 1580, we
find:
Lawyers they are sicke,
And Fryers are ill at ease,
But poor men they are drunke,
And all is one disease.
Both the ballad and its tune retained popularity till the end
of the last century.—W. C.
Seekin;
merry com-
: an humor I was of late,1
paiiy^ *""" as many good fellowes bee
that2 thinke of no matter of state,
4 but the keepe3 merry Companye :
1 was late,—P.M. (Pills to Purge Mel- 2 to.—P.M.
ancholy, 1719, vol. iii. p. 143.) 3 seek for.—P.M.

OLD SIMON THE KINGE.
125
12
that hest might please my mind,1
soe I walket vp & downe the towne,2
but company none cold I3 ffind
till I came to the signe 4 of the crowne.
mine ostes5 was sicke of the mumpes,
her mayd was ffisle6 att ease,
mine host lay7 drnnke in his dumpes;
" they all had but8 one disease,"
sayes old simon the King,9 sayes old Simon the
King,
with his ale-dropt hose, & his malmesy nose,
with a hey ding, ding a ding, ding, w/th a hey
I walked
about, and
found it at
the Crown,
where
hostess,
maid and
host were
all drunk.
w^th a hey ding [ding,] quoth Simon the
king. . . .10
16
20
24
28
11 [When I beheld this sight,]
I straight began [to say,]
" if a man be ffull [o'ernight]
he cannott get d[runk to-day ;]
& if his drinke w[ill not downe]
he may hang hims[elf for shame ;]
soe may he mine h[ost of the 12 Crowne.]
therfore13 this reason I [frame :]
ffor drinke14 will ma[ke a man drunke,]
& drunke will make [a man dry,]
& dry will make a man [sicke,]
& sicke will make a man dye,"
sayes old Simon &c.15
[page 520]
On this I
philoso-
phized :
drink makes
men drunk,
and
drunken-.
ness makes
men die.
1 best contented me.—P.M.
2 I travell'd up and down.—P.M.
3 No company I could.—P.M.
4 sight.—P.M.
s My Hostess.—P.M.
6 fizzling, breaking, wind, see p. 65,
1. 120, 127, 132.—P. The maid was
ill.—P.M.
7 The Tapster was.—P.M.
8 were all of.—P.M.
9 P.M. ends here.—F.
10 The line is nearly all pared away.—F.
11 Supplied from Percy. See note be-
low. P.M. has :
Considering in my mind,
And thus I began to think;
If a man be full to the Throat
And cannot take off his drink.
12 may the Tapster at.—P.M.
13 Whereupon.—P.M.
14 Drink.—P.M.
15 St. 2 (before some of the words

126
OLD SIMON THE KINGUS.
Yet, if a
man's drunk
one day and
dead the
next,
who dare
say he died
for sorrow ?
No such
thing.
Drink makes
a man sing
and laugh,
and brings
him long
life.
32
36
40
"But when a man is drunke to-day,1
& laid in his graue to-morrow;
will any man dare to 2 say
that hee dyed ffor3 Care or sorrowe ?
but hang vp all4 sorrow & care !
itts5 able to kill a eatt;
& he that will drinke till he stare,6
is neuer a-feard 7 of that;
ffor drinking will make a man quaffe,
& 8 quaffing will make a man sing,
&8 singinge will make a man laffe,
& laug[h]ing long liffe will9 bringe,"
sais old Simon &c.
If a Puritan
says it's a
sin to drink
unless you're
dry,
I tell him
how a Puri-
tan took to
drinking,
44
48
Iif a puritane skinker crye,
" deere brother, itt is a sinne
to drinke vnlesse you be drye ;"
this tale I straight10 begin:
" a puritan left his cann,
& tookee him to his iugge,11
& there he playde the man
so long as he cold tugg;
were lost & supplied by conjecture) I
transcribed what is not in brackets.—P.
[When I beheld this sight,]
I straight began to say,
" If a Man be Ml [o'er night,]
He cannott get drunk to-day;
And if his drink [will not downe,]
He may hang himself [for shame;]
So may he mine host [of the Crowne]
Therefore thus reason I [frame,]
For* drink will make a man drunk ;
And drunk will make a Man dry,
And dry will make a Man sick,
And sick will make a Man dye,
Says old Simon the King, &c.
N.B.— The defective Stanza may be
* that.—P.
supplied from Durfey's Pills to purge
Melancholy, 1719, vol. 3d. p. 143.—P.
A volume from which many of the songs
here printed may be more than matched.
I had never seen it till looking out the
Bishop's reference.—P.
1 If a Man should be drunk to night.
—P.M.
2 you or any man.—P.M.
3 of.—P.M.
4 Then hang up.—P.M.
5 'Tis.—P.M.
6 all right.—P.M.
7 afraid.—P.M.
8 There is no ' &' in P.M.—F. .
9 doth.—P.M.
10 Then straight this Tale I.—P.M.
11 took him to his Jugg.—P.M.

OLD SIMON THE KINGB.
127
but when that hee was spyed
when hee didl sweare or rayle,2
52 * my only deere brother,' hee sayd,3
' truly 4 all mesh is ffrayle,' "
sais old Simon &c.
and when
he was
found out,
said "All
flesh is
frail."
56
60
64
Soe fellowes, if you be drunke,5
of ffrailtye itt is a sinne,
as itt is6 to keepe a puncke,
or play att in and in 7 ;
ffor drinke, & dice, & drabbs,
are 8 all of this condityon,
they 9 will breed want & scabbs
in spite of they10 Phisityan.
but who feare[s] euery grasse,
must neuer pisse in a meadow,
& who11 loues a pott & a lasse
must not cry " oh my head, oh !
sais old Simon the ~King &c.
So drunken-
ness is
frailty,
and so are
wenching
and gam-
bling :
they all
breed want
and scabs.
But for ex-
citement
you must
run risks.
ffinis,
1 should.—P.
2 He did not swear, or
He did neither swear nor raile.—P.
What did he swear or rail.—P.M.
3 cryed.—P. No, no truly, dear
Brother, he ery'd.—P.
4 Indeed.—P.M.
5 you'll.—P.M.
6 Or for.—P.M.
7 A common diversion
with 4 dice.—Percy.
8 MS. ase.—F.
9 And.—P.M.
J0 the.—P.M.
11 he that.—P.M.
ordinaries,

NOTE to p. 59.
Line I, for northe read nor the=than the. Line 7, is feare redundant, and I=ay.
—Aldis Weight.
NOTE to Panche, p. 61.
Mr. Guftbrandr Vigfusson says: " Sir Panche is an old acquaintance, and is a
story told in Icelandic; but there it is one of the tales that are meant to ridicule
clownish and unhappy wooers. It is his mother that is to tread on his toe under
the table if he eats too much, and the bald head is that of the father of the bride-
to-be. Our story is in prose; it is funny, but not dirty; the English is rather
worse. When the Icelandic Popular Tales were published in Leipzig some years
ago, the MSS. went through my hands, and, among others, this story. But it was
badly told, without sense and humour, and not as I had heard it when a boy. I
therefore suppressed it. So it waits still for publication."
NOTE to p. 78, 1. 17.
Quash is a genuine Eussian word and drink: in Eussian KBact, i. e. Kvas or
Kwas, called in Pavlovsky's Dictionary " ein sauerliches G-etrank aus Eoggenmehl
und Malz." It is the universal drink of Eussia, like a sour beer, and is I believe
pronounced execrable by all foreigners. Meyer's " Grosses Conversationslexicon "
gives the following elaborate recipe:
" Upon 35—37 pounds of barley-malt, with 3 handsfull of rye-malt, and the same
of unsifted rye-meal, in earthen pots, pour boiling water till the water is one
hand high above it; then stir till it becomes like a thin broth. Then shake over it
oat-husks, about the height of a thumb. Then put the pots for twenty-four hours in
the oven; and then fill them again with boiling water up to the brim. Then put it
in wooden vessels with straw at the bottom and a tap below, pour tepid water over
it, let it stand, and finally draw it off into barrels. Put in each barrel a piece of
coarse rye-bread, to make it sour; and put the barrels for 24 hours in the cellar,
after which it is ready for use."
The same article says there are better kinds, made of apples, raspberries, &c,
which are used by the higher classes, and are more palatable.
The " Duche " in the same line, I presume, means German (Deutsch), or at least
Low (i. e. North) German, in general, and not what we now call Dutch; this is very
common in our old writers. Mr. W. B. Eye, in " England as seen by Foreigners"
(1865), gives abundant instances of this usage; of which the following, from Sir
Eobert Dallington's " Method for Travell" (prefixed to his " View of France," 1598),
is most to the point: " For the attaining of language it is convenient that he make
choice of the best places—Orleans for the French, Florence for the Italian, and
Lipsick for the Dutch [i. e. German] tongues, for in these places is the best language
spoken."—Eussell Martineait.
NOTE to p. 87,1. 9.
For nois read no is.—None but fiboles ifiinch ffor Noe, when a I (that is, an Aye)
by No is ment.—Dr. Eoeson. :/:.. ■

CONTENTS OF PART I.
SEE THE BWILDINGE
WALKING IN A MEADOW GREN
0 JOLLY ROBIN
WHEN PHEBUS ADDREST
FRYAR AND BOYE .
AS I WAS RIDINGE BY THE WAY
THE MAN THAT HATH
DULCINA ....
OFF A PURITANS .
COOKE LAURELL .
THE MODE OF FRANCE .
BE NOT AFRAYD .
DOE YOU MEANE .
A MAID AND A YOUNGE MAN .
A CREATURE FOR FEATURE
LYE ALONE ....
DOWNE SATE THE SHEPARD
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CHEVY CHASE..........1
WHEN LOVE WITH UNCONFINED WINGS . . . . .17
CLOEIS FAREWELL, I NEEDS MUST GO......21
THE KINGE ENJOYES HIS RIGHTS AGAINE ..... 24
THE iEGIPTIAN QUENE........26
HOLLOWE ME FANCYE........30
NEWARKE...........33
AMONGST THE MIRTLES........35
THE WORLDE IS CHANGED, AND WEE HAVE CHOYCES ... 37
THE TRIBE OF BANBURYE........39
AY ME, AY ME ! PORE SISLEY AND UNDONE .... 43
FAINE WOLDE I CHANGE MY MAIDEN LIFE.....46
WHEN FIRST I SAWE HER FACE.......48
HOW FAYRE SHEE BE........50
COME, COME, COME, SHALL WEE MASQUE OR MUM ? . .52
THE GRENE KNIGHT.........56
SIR TRIAMORE..........78
GUYE AND AMARANT . . . . . . . . .136
CALES VOYAGE..........144
KINGE AND MILLER......... 147
AGINCOURTE BATTELL.........158
CONSCIENCE..........174
DURHAM FEILDE......... 190
GUY AND PHILLIS.........201
JOHN A SIDE..........203
RISINGE IN THE NORTHE........210
NORTHUMBERLAND BETRAYD BY DOWGLAS.....217
GUYE OF GISBORNE.....•. . . .227
HEREFFORD AND NORFOLKE.......238
LADYES FALL.......... 246
BUCKTNGAM BETRAYD BY BANISTER.......253-
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