Ay, Besherew you! (Early 16thC. Words by Skelton. Melody by Cornysh)
Ay besherew you! By my fay
This wanton clerkes be nice always.
Avent, avent, my popagay!
What will you do nothing but play?
Tilly vally straw, let be I say
Gup Christian Clout gup Jack of the vale
With mannerly Margery, milk and ale
Be Gad, ye be a pretty pode
And I love you an hole cart load
Straw, James fodder, ye play the fode
I am no hackney for your road;
Go watch a bole, your back is broad.
Gup Christian Clout gup Jack of the vale
With mannerly Margery, milk and ale
Iwis ye deal uncourteously;
What would you frumple me now? Fy, fy!
What and ye shall be my piggesnye
By Christ ye shall not! No, no hardely!
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 I have found that I have sought
The best chepe flesh that ever I bought
Yet for his love that all hath wrought
Wed me, or else I die for thought
Gup Christian Clout gup Jack of the vale
With mannerly Margery, milk and ale
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Ay Besherew You
