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The sea Crabb.
A wife who was
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was a man of Affrica had a ffaire wiffe, ffairest that euer I saw the dayes of my
with a ging, boyes, ginge ! ginge, boyes, ginge! 4 tarradidle, ffarradidle, ging, boyes, ging!
This goodwiffe was bigbellyed, & with a lad,
pregnant wanted & crab.
8 The goodman rise in the morning, & put on his hose, he went to the sea syde, & ffollowed his nose.
Sais, " god speed, ffisherman,' sayling on the sea, 12 hast thou
any crabbs in thy bote for to sell mee ?”
“I haue Crabbs in my bote, one, tow, or three;
The good man went home, & ere he wist,
and put it in the jordan.
The good wiffe, she went to doe as shee was wont;
It caught hold of his wife.
| MS. ffishernan.-F.
“Alas !" quoth the goodwiffe, “ that euer I was borne, the devill is in the pispott, & has me on his horne.”
“If thou be a crabb or crabfish by kind,
He blew on it to make it let go,
The good man laid to his mouth, & began to blowe, thinkeing therby that they Crab wold lett goe.
“ Alas !” quoth the good man,
" that euer I came hither, he has ioyned my wiffes tayle & my nose together!”
So he called the neighbours in to part them.
They good man called his neigbors in with great
Last night I thought.
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I dreamt last night
that I kist my love,
LAST: night I thought my true loue I caught;
when I waket, in my armes I mist her; my sleepe I renued, & my dreame I pursued;
till I ffound out my loue, & I kist her. but if such delights belong to the nights,
when the head' hath Phebus in keepinge, how is he blest with content in his rest
that can ffind but his Mistress sleepinge ?
If I enjoyed that,
what must the real thing be?
If shadowes can make the braines for to ake,
when the spirritts haue their reposes, the substance hath
will defend thee from Tytanus peepinge,
ffor to find out thy Mistress sleepinge.
I since found her sleeping,
Then since the aid of the Cynthian mayd
doth assist vs with her endeauour;
shees a ffreind to the ffaithfful euer.
leaue not thou of ffor her weepinge ;
shees thine owne, boy, awake or sleepinge!
and didn't leave her for her weeping.
1 Thetis, q.-P.