The proverbe old is come to passe, Here you may read, Cophetúa, The begger for to wed: In storie, as we read. And thus they led a quiet life Their death to them was paine, * Here the poet addresses himself to his mistress. "Sheweth" was anciently the plural number. + An ingenious friend thinks the two last stanzas should change place. VII. TAKE THY AULD CLOAK ABOUT THEE. This is supposed to have been originally a Scotch ballad. The reader here has an ancient copy in the English idiom, with an additional stanza (the second) never before printed. This curiosity is preserved in the Editor's folio manuscript, but not without corruptions, which are here removed by the assistance of the Scottish edition. Shakspeare, in his "Othello," act ii. has quoted one stanza, with some variations, which are here adopted: the old manuscript readings of that stanza are however given in the margin. THIS winters weather it waxeth cold, HE. O Bell, why dost thou flyte' and scorne?" A cricke he theron cannot renn : SHE. Cow Crumbocke is a very good cowe, Shee has beene alwayes true to the payle, Shee has helpt us to butter and cheese, I trow, And other things shee will not fayle; I wold be loth to see her pine, Good husband, councell take of mee, It is not for us to go soe fine, Man, take thine old cloake about thee. HE. My cloake it was a verry good cloake, SHE. It is four and fortye yeeres agoe Since the one of us the other did ken, And we have had betwixt us towe Of children either nine or ten; Wee have brought them up to women and men; In the feare of God I trow they bee; And why wilt thou thyselfe misken? Man, take thine old cloake about thee. HE. O Bell my wiffe, why dost thou ' floute*!' Thou kenst not clownes from gentlemen. They are cladd in blacke, greene, yellowe, or 'gray,' Soe far above their owne degree: SHE. King Stephen + was a worthy peere, * "Flyte." MS. + "King Harry....a verry good king." MS. He was a wight of high renowne*, HE. ' Bell my wife she loves not strife, Yet she will lead me if she can; And oft, to live a quiet life, I am forced to yield, though Ime good-man; ' Itt's not for a man with a woman to threape, Unlesse he first gave oer the plea: As wee began wee now will leave, And Ile take mine old cloake about mee. * " He_was king and wore the crowne." MS. |