John Skelton(1460–1529)
Mannerly Margery Milk and Ale
Ay, beshrew you! by my fay,curse /faith
These wanton clerks be nice- alway!
Avaunt, avaunt, my popinjay!'get out
What, will ye do nothing but play
Tilly vally, straw, let be I say!
Cup, Christian Clout, gup, Jack of the Vale!
With Mannerly Margery Milk and Ale.
By Cod, ye be a pretty pode,toad
And I love you an whole cart-load.
Straw, James Foder, ye play the fode,deceiver
I am no hackney for your rod:riding
Co watch a bull, your back is broad!
Cup, Christian Clout, gup, Jack of the Vale!
With Mannerly Margery Milk and Ale.
Ywis ye deal uncourteously;for certain
What, would ye frumple me now fy!wrinkle, muss up
What, and ye shall be my pigesnye1
By Christ, ye shall not, no hardely:indeed
I will not be japed- bodily!
Gup, Christian Clout, gup, Jack of the Vale!
With Mannerly Margery Milk and Ale.
Walk forth your way, ye cost me nought;
Now have I found that I have sought:
The best cheap flesh that ever I bought.
Yet, for his love that all hath wrought,
Wed me, or else I die for thought.
Gup, Christian Clout, your breath is stale!
Go, Mannerly Margery Milk and Ale!
Gup, Christian Clout, gup, Jack of the Vale!
With Mannerly Margery Milk and Ale.
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