It tare his clothes downe to the skirt, 2 248 his cope, his coole,3 his linen shirt, 252 The thornes this while 5 were rough & thicke, that fast they gan to bleede. Iacke, as he piped, laught amonge 6; the fryar with bryars was vildlye stunge, he hopped wonderous hye. 256 Att last the fryar held vp his hand, The thornes had scratcht him by the face, 272 the hands, the thighes,10 & euery place, he was all bathed in bloode Jack laughs. The friar begs for mercy. Jack lets him go. The friar goes away ragged and lacerated, to the stepdame, 276 Soe much, that who the fryar did see, When to the good wife home 2 he came, to see his clothes rent all; 280 Much sorrow in his hart he had, when he was in the hall. and recounts his woes. 284 The goodwiffe said, "where hast thou beene? by sight of thine array." [page 101.] She complains of the boy to the goodman, who inquires into the case, 288 the devill & he hath me vndone, with that the goodman he came in, the wiffe sett on her madding pin,4 cryed, "heeres 5 a foule array! 292 thy sonne, that is thy liffe & deere, hath almost slaine the holy fryar,6 alas & welaway!" The goodman said, "Benedicitee! 296 what hath the vile boy done to thee? now tell me without let." "The devill him take! "7 the fryar he sayd, 4 See note 2 to 1. 484, p. 28.-F. here is.-P. The goodman said vnto him thoe, 304 The fryar to him made this replye, Now when it grew to almost night, 308 Iacke the boy came home full right as he was wont to doo; 312 316 320 324 "That pipe," said his father, "wold I heare.' 66 now god forbidd!" cryed out the fryar9; "You shall," the boy said, "by gods grace." making his sorrowes ringe. "ffor gods loue!" said the warched fryar, It shḍ be:-It had been no deadly sin.-P. 2 sin, pr. copy.-P. 3 blin, cessare, desinere, desistere. Lye.-P. 4 unto.-P. 5 let me hear.-P. 998 and, when Jack comes home, calls him to account for his doings. Wishes himself to hear the pipe. is bound fast to a post. Jack pipes, and every creature dances, the goodman 328 for sure my fortune thus I reade, my woe-full life is lost!” Strong ropes they tooke, both sharpe & round, 332 & to the post the fryer bounde1 The good man, as in sad dispaire, 352 Some others leapt quite ore the stockes, 'they bound.-P. 2 middle.-P. s that at. ✦ hent.-P. 8 some wallowed in the fyer. 5 yerking their Legs. To yerk is to [page 102.] The goodman made himselfe good sportt 356 to see them dance1 in this madd sortt; the goodwiffe sate not still, 360 But as shee dancet shee2 looket on Iacke, The fryer this while was almost lost, it was his dancing grace; 364 The rope rubd him vnder the chinn 4 Iacke, piping, ran into the street; 368 they followed him with nimble ffeet, hauing noe power to stay, 372 And in their hast they 5 dore did cracke, eche tumbling over his ffellows backe vnmindfull of their way. The Neighbors that were dwelling by, came dancing to the gate; 376 Some leapt ore dores, some oer the hatch, 6 A wicket, or half-door. Halliwell's Gloss.-F. 7 they.-P. |