[On King Richard's Ministers]
(Olim Deritend House, Birmingham)
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Ther is a busch that is forgrowe; Crop hit welle, and hold hit lowe, Or elles hit wolle be wilde. The long gras that is so grene, Hit most be mowe, and raked clene-- For-growen hit hath the fellde. The grete bagge, that is so mykille, Hit schal be kettord and maked litelle; The bothom is ny ought. Hit is so roton on ych a side, Ther nul no stych with odur abyde, To set theron a clout. Thorw the busch a swan was sclayn; Of that sclawtur fewe wer fayne. Alas that hit be-tydde! Hit was a eyrer good and able, To his lord ryght profitable; Hit was a gentel bryde. The grene gras that was so long, Hit hath sclayn a stede strong That worthy was and wyth. Wat kyng had that stede on holde, To juste on hym he myght be bold, Als schulde he go to fyth. A bereward fond a rag; Of the rag he made a bag; He dude in gode entent. Thorwe the bag the bereward is taken; Alle his beres han hym forsaken-- Thus is the berewarde schent. The swan is ded, his make is woo, Her eldest bryd is taken her fro In to an uncod place. The stedes colt is ronnon a-way, An eron hath taken hym to his praye: Hit is a wondur casse. The berewardes sone is tendur of age; He is put to mariage, Askyng wille yowe telle. Yut he hoputh, thorw myth and grace, With the beres to make solas, And led hem at his wille. A eron is up and toke his flyt; In the north contré he is light (Thus here ye alle men saye). The stede colt with hym he brynges; These buth wonder and y thinges To se hem thus to playe. The gees han mad a parlement, Toward the eron are they went, Mo then I con telle. The pecokes that buth so fayr in syght, To hym ben comen with alle hur myght, They thenke with hym to dwelle. Upon the busch the eron wolle reste, Of alle places it liketh hym beste, To loke aftur his pray. He wolle falle upon the grene; There he falleth hit wille be sene, They wille not welle away. The bag is ful of roton corne, So long ykep, hit is forlorne; Hit wille stonde no stalle. The pecokes and the ges all so, And odor fowles mony on mo, Schuld be fed withalle. The busch is bare and waxus sere, Hit may no lengur leves bere; Now stont hit in no styde. Ywys I con no nodur bote, But hewe hit downe, crop and rote, And to the toun hit lede. The longe gras that semeth grene, Hit is roton alle bydene: Hit is non best mete. Til the roton be dynged ought, Our lene bestes schul not rought, Hur liflode to gete. The grete bage is so ytoron, Hit nyl holde neyther mele ne corne; Hong hit up to drye! Wen hit is drye, then schalt thou se Yif hit wil amended be, A beger for to bye. Now God that mykelle is of myght, Grant us grace to se that syght, Yif hit be thy wille. Our lene bestes to have reste In place that hem lyketh beste, That were in point to spylle. |
overgrown; (see note) keep it else; will green; (see note) mowed It has overgrown the field; (see note) i.e., Bagot; mighty; (see note) quartered?; (see note) The bottom [of the bag] is almost gone rotten; each side No stitch will remain with another rag (see note) slaughter; happy; (see note) occurred brooding falcon noble bird slain; (see note) strong Whatever joust against Whenever he should; fight bear keeper; (see note) (see note) did it destroyed mate; sorrowful (see note) uncouth (see note) heron; (see note) situation; (see note) (see note) hopes; force lead them heron; flight has landed; (see note) hear i.e., Thomas are; in; (see note) (see note) have they gone More than; can are; (see note) their heron (i.e., Henry); (see note) prey; (see note) (see note) Where (see note) wheat kept; ruined also; (see note) many other birds becomes dried up; (see note) longer bear leaves; (see note) Now it stands in no place Truly I know no other remedy; (see note) top; root bring (see note) all through food for an animal flailed out lean; sleep; (see note) livelihood i.e., Bagot; torn When (see note) beggar; buy (see note) best pleases them; (see note) about to die; (see note) |