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At nightfall Jack pipes his cattle home,
When it grew neere vponto the night,
itt was his ordinance;-
the whilest his cattell on a row
And wisshed it had been wexed
With a wispe of firses.
blew his rounde ruwet
Thus to the towne he pipt full trim,
into his fathers close.
which done, he homewards went anon;
vnto his fathers hall5 he gooes.
finds his father supping, and asks for a help.
His ffather att his supper sate,
I am hungrye, by Saint Iohn!
“ Meateless 8 I haue lyen all the day,
My dinner was but ill."
& at the boy 10 he did it fling,
His father throws him a capon's wing.
This greeued 11 his stepdames hart full sore,
shee stared 13 him in the face :
such a blast that made 14 the people all agast,
itt sounded 15 through the place;
The stepdame stares at him, fulfils the old man's promise,
and is laughed at
Each one laught & made 16 good game, 164 but the curst wife
red for shame & wisht shee had beene gone.
pipes.-P. 2 do.-P. up
each.-P. 4 Then went into the house anon.-P. $ into the hall.-P. 6 del.-P. ? I'm.-P. 8 meatless.-P.
capon's.-P. 10 at his son.-P. 11 loathes.-P. 12 grieves.—P. 13 And stares.-P. 14 As made.-P. 15 And sounded.-P. 16 did laugh & make.-P.
“ffye!” said the boy vnto his dame, temper your 6 teltale.bumm, for shame ! ”
which made her full of sorrow. “Dame,"7 said the goodman, "goe thy way, for why, I sweare, by night nor day &
thy geere is not to borrow.”
She tells her wrongs to a friar,
Now afterwards, as you shall heare,
& lay there all the night.
& to him made a great complaint
of Iackes most vile despight.
“We haue,” quoth shee, “within, I-wis, 188 a wiced boy,-none shrewder is,
which doth me mighty care; I dare not looke
soe filthylie I fare ;
I well, not in P. C.-P.
2 Cp. Cotgrave's "Feroce, cruell, fierce, curst, hard-hearted, sterne, austere :" " the auncient Romanes vsed to ty a wispe of Hay about the one horne of a shrewd or curst Beast,” (w. foin). “Belle femme mauvaise teste: Pro. Faire women either curst or cruell be."-F.
3 And then another fart.-P.
4 Which gart the Thunder.-P. 5 Quoth Jack, Sir, did.-P. 6 thy.-P. ? good maid.-P. 8 and day.-P. 9 This wife did love him as a saint. -P.
10 Nor ...
and asks him to beat the boy soundly.
“ for gods loue meet this boy? to-morrow,
& make him blind or lame."
the wiffe prayd him not to forgett,
the boy did her much shame :
The friar agrees.
“Some wiche he is," quoth 4 shee, " I smell.”' 200 “but,” quoth the fryar, “Ile beat him well!
of that take you noe care ;
lay on & doe not spare.”
who asks him to explain his conduct.
But when he came ynto the land, 8 212 he found where litle Iacke did stand,
keeping his beasts alone.
what hast thou done to thy stepdame ? 216 tell me forthwith anon !
“ And if thou canst not quitto thee well,
I will not longer 10 byde.”
· For my sake meet him.-P.
6 he came too.-P.
upon the land.-P.
220 The boy replyed, “what ayleth thee?
my stepdame is as well as thee;
what needs you thus to Chyde ?!
“Come, will you seemy arrow flye
& other things withall ?
yett yonder bird I meane to hitt,
There sate a small birde in a 5 bryar:
“ for that I long to see.” 6
soe right that shee fell downe for dead,
noe further cold shee flee.
ffast to the bush the fryar went,
the bird in hand? hee hent,8
& fell toll skip & dance;
The briars scratch and tear him.
Now sooner was 12 the pipes sound heard,
& leapt the bush about;
& by the breech & other place,
that fast the blood ran out;