The sea Crabb. [Page 462 of MS.] ITT: : was a man of Affrica had a ffaire wiffe, ffairest that euer I saw the dayes of my liffe: with a ging, boyes, ginge! ginge, boyes, ginge! 4 tarradidle, ffarradidle, ging, boyes, ging! This goodwiffe was bigbellyed, & with a lad, 8 The goodman rise in the morning, & put on his hose, 12 16 Sais, "god speed, ffisherman,1 sayling on the sea, "I haue Crabbs in my bote, one, tow, or three; The good man went home, & ere he wist, & put the Crabb in the Chamber pot where his wiffe pist. ging &c. 20 The good wiffe, she went to doe as shee was wont; vp start the Crabfish, & catcht her by the Cunt. ging &c. A wife who pregnant wanted a crab. Her good man bought one and put it in the jordan. It caught hold of his wife. 1 MS. ffishernan.-F. "Alas!" quoth the goodwiffe, "that euer I was borne, the devill is in the pispott, & has me on his horne." ging &c. "If thou be a crabb or crabfish by kind, thoule let thy hold goe with a blast of cold wind." ging &c. The good man laid to his mouth, & began to blowe, "Alas!" quoth the good man, hither, "that euer I came he has ioyned my wiffes tayle & my nose together!" ging &c. They good man called his neigbors in with great wonder, to part his wiues tayle & his nose assunder. 8 12 16 20 24 Last night I thought. [Page 463 of MS.] LAST: night I thought my true loue I caught; till I ffound out my loue, & I kist her. but if such delights belong to the nights, when the head1 hath Phebus in keepinge, how is he blest with content in his rest that can find but his Mistress sleepinge? If shadowes can make the braines for to ake, when the spirritts haue their reposes, the substance hath power to proue & procure all the pleasures that loues incloses. Nights sable shroud, with her bonny cloude, will defend thee from Tytanus peepinge, & helpe thee to shade all the shiffts thou hast made Then since the aid of the Cynthian mayd doth assist vs with her endeauour; light to the moone till the suffering be done; though shee denyes, shee pishes & shee cryes, ffor if shee ffind that affectyon be kinde, shees thine owne, boy, awake or sleepinge! Thetis, q.-P. H ffinis. I dreamt last night that I kist my love. If I enjoyed that, what must the real thing be? I since found her sleeping, and didn't leave her for her weeping. She was my own. |