Songs and Ballads, with Other Short Poems, Chiefly of the Reign of Philip and Mary. Ed., from a Manuscript in the Ashmolean Museum

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from ... Show synopsis This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1860 Excerpt: ... Thow hadste rather have a thowsande shep to dy of the rot;" But yet nothar of both to amend wold, etc. The tanner and the boychare but lyttle ado dyd make, But the breware bent his browes, and swar by coxe soull, That withowt all coneiancc the baker made his cake. "Brewar," quod the bakere, " I befooll thy lowsey noull! Thow ladste on dubble wattere with thy great myghte boull, And maykeste thy drynke syngle, syche ys thy craftc and gynne." But bothe sayde the myllar was a false theffe to toull, Yet the all stranyd curtesey to mend who shuld, etc. The myllar he waxte made, of whom I spayke before, And the ayle-wyffe not a lyttell he begane to taunte; Firste he sayd playnly she wold augment her score, With many othar craftes that ayle-wyvys use and hawnt, As in mesur and myxsyng, which she allmost dyd grawnt; But when she sawe in ded that to barke he wold not blyn, She cald him arrante theff, and bad hem to avawnt; Yet for to amend ther was non that wold begynne. As every man can spye the fawttes of his brothare, But wyll not se them selves wherin the ar detecte; And as many wyll rebucke a small thing in anothar, Wher as the hade mostc ned ther owen fawttes to correcte; So lykewyes amonge them even suche as ware infecte Moste shappely reprehendyde othar men to ther chynne; But for to leade ther lyves holly and syrcumspecte, The all stranyde curtesl who shuld begynne. Eyght sodenly withe that from slomber I awooke, The salte teares from myn eys ronnyng then full flyght, And unto this vision good hede sartis I tooke, Thinkyng uppone the same this small song to indight. Lete us pray to God therfore both day and nyghte, To fyll us so with grace, which ar but weake and thynne, That we may walke thos ways axseptyd in his syght, And not to... Hide synopsis