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By Sidgwick, Frank
421.1: 'kest of' = cast off: 'colë,' frock (cp. 372.1).
423.1: 'bente,' took.
423.2: 'in fere,' in company.
424.3: 'plucke-buffet,' the game of giving one another alternate
buffets, as described in stt. 403-9. In the _Romance of Richard
Coeur de Lion_, Richard even kills his opponent at this 'game.'
'Shote plucke-buffet' implies that the buffeting was punishment
for missing the mark at shooting.
428.2: 'slone,' slain.
429.4: 'hypped,' hopped.
433.4: 'fe,' pay.
434.2: 'layde downe,' spent, laid...
By Sidgwick, Frank
90.
The mayre smote at Cloudesle with his bil,
Hys bucler he brast in two,
Full many a yoman with great yll,
'Alas! Treason,' they cryed for wo.
'Kepe we the gates fast,' they bad,
'That these traytours therout not go.'
By Sidgwick, Frank
1.2-5: From Kinloch's version. The final repetition, here printed
in italics, forms the burden in singing, and is to be repeated,
_mutatis mutandis_, in each verse.
2.2: 'care-bed,' the bed of sickness due to anxiety.
3.1: 'forsters,' foresters, woodmen.
6.1: The MS. reads 'Braidhouplee' for the first 'Bradyslee.'
6.2: 'buss,' bush.
7.1: 'lap,' leapt.
7.4: 'stem'd,' stopped, stayed.
8.4: 'but and,' and.
10.4: 'drie,' hold out, be able.
12.2: 'scroggs,' underwood.
12.3: 'well-wight,' stalwart.
13...
By Sidgwick, Frank
6.
'O, that am I,' says Captain Ward,
'There's no man bids me lie,
And if thou art the King's fair ship,
Thou art welcome to me.'
'I'll tell thee what,' says Rainbow,
'Our King is in great grief,
That thou shouldst lie upon the sea,
And play the arrant thief,
By Sidgwick, Frank
8.
And yet these gallant shooters
Prevailëd not a pin,
Though they were brass on the outside,
Brave Ward was steel within;
Shoot on, shoot on,' says Captain Ward,
'Your sport well pleaseth me,
And he that first gives over,
By Sidgwick, Frank
9.
'I never wronged an English ship,
But Turk and King of Spain,
For and the jovial Dutchman,
As I met on the main;
If I had known your King
But one-two years before,
I would have saved brave Essex life,
By Sidgwick, Frank
10.
'Go tell the King of England,
Go tell him thus from me,
If he reigns King of all the land,
I will reign King at sea.'
With that the gallant Rainbow shot,
And shot and shot in vain,
And left the rover's company,
By Sidgwick, Frank
12.
'The first was Lord Clifford,
Earl of Cumberland;
The second was the Lord Mountjoy
As you shall understand;
The third was brave Essex
From field would never flee,
Which would have gone unto the seas,
And brought proud Ward to me.'
The lords they tooke it grievously,
The ladies tooke it heavily,
The commons cryed pitiously,
Their death to them was paine,
Their fame did sound so passingly,
That it did pierce the starry sky,
And throughout all the world did flye
To every princes realme.
Then quoth the Spanish general,
Come let us march away,
I fear we shall be spoiled all
If here we longer stay;
For yonder comes Lord Willoughbey
With courage fierce and fell,
He will not give one inch of way
Quhair sail I get a bonny boy,
That will win hose and shoen;
That will gae to Lord Barnards ha',
And bid his lady cum?
And ze maun rin my errand, Willie;
And ze may rin wi' pride;
Quhen other boys gae on their foot
And quhat wul ze leive to zour bairns and zour wife,
Edward, Edward?
And quhat wul ze leive to zour bairns and zour wife,
Quhan ze gang ovir the sea, O?
The warldis room, let thame beg throw life,
Mither, mither;
The warldis room, let thame beg throw life,
In doing so, you glad my soul,
The aged king reply'd;
But what sayst thou, my youngest girl,
How is thy love ally'd?
My love (quoth young Cordelia then)
Which to your grace I owe,
Shall be the duty of a child,
And by a train of noble peers,
In brave and gallant sort,
She gave in charge he should be brought
To Aganippus' court;
Whose royal king, with noble mind
So freely gave consent,
To muster up his knights at arms,
Out of his mouth a red, red rose!
Out of his heart a white!
For who can say by what strange way,
Christ brings His will to light,
Since the barren staff the pilgrim bore
Bloomed in the great Pope's sight?
By Sidgwick, Frank
1.4: Folio:-- 'where cappe & candle yoode.' Percy in the _Reliques_
(1767) printed 'cuppe and _caudle_ stoode.'
1.6: 'wood,' mad, wild (with delight).
3.2: 'blin,' cease.
4.4: _i.e._ durst never speak my mind.
6.1: 'home'; Folio _whom_.
7.3,4: These lines are reversed in the Folio.
9.1: 'lither,' idle, wicked.
10.2: 'thrilled,' twirled or rattled; cp. 'tirled at the pin,' a stock
ballad phrase (Scots).
12.2: 'yode,' went.
14.4: 'time': Folio _times_.
17.3: Folio _you are_.
22.2: Another commonpl...
By Sidgwick, Frank
2.4: 'blate,' astonished, abashed.
7.1: 'clecked,' hatched.
8.1: 'A Farrow Cow is a Cow that gives Milk in the second year after
her Calving, having no Calf that year.'--Holme's _Armoury_, 1688.
8.3: 'wanny,' wand, rod: 'simmer-dale,' apparently = summer-dale.
8.4: 'sindle,' seldom.
10.5: 'crap,' top.
10.6: 'dight,' freely, readily.
15.1-4: Cp. _Clerk Sanders_, 15.]
By Sidgwick, Frank
2.
I say not nay, bat that all day
It is bothe writ and sayde
That womans fayth is as who saythe
All utterly decayed;
But neutheles, right good wytnes
In this case might be layde;
That they loue trewe, and contynew,
By Sidgwick, Frank
3.
Than betwene us lete us discusse,
What was all the maner
Betwene them too; we wyll also
Tell all they payne in fere,
That she was in; now I begynne,
Soo that ye me answere;
Wherfore, ye, that present be
By Sidgwick, Frank
4.
And I your wylle for to fulfylle
In this wyl not refuse;
Trusting to shewe, in wordis fewe,
That men haue an ille use
To ther owne shame wymen to blame,
And causeles them accuse;
Therfore to you I answere nowe,