I and my men, the Cockneies of the waves, And cheating Londons pryde to Dygner Bristowe Thou saiest manne that thou wouldst goe with mee, And ghess if that wyll no thee recradize, And no contented bee with its sette bounds. Sike drearie scenes as thys will caste thie bloude I trowe. Thynke, when wyth bloudie axes in our handes ROBYNNE. I've thowghte on alle and am resolved to goe, Fortune, no more I'll bee thie taunted slave, Once I was greete, nowe plans'd in wante and woe, I'll goo and bee a pick-hatch of the wave; Goodes I have none, and lyfe I do disdayne, I'll be a victoar, or I'll break mie gallynge chayne, I'll washe mie handes in bloude and dele in dethe, Our shippe shall blowe alonge with windes of dyinge breth. LAMINGSTONE. I like thy courage, and I'll tell thy doome, Thou wilt unyere a brave captaine bee, For there we shall happlie have neede of thee, Whareen to put the chattels we shall brynge, And know if there two Cocknie knaves may bee Phillpot and Walworth, soe reporte doth synge. If soe I'll trounce the gouler bie mie faie, There's monies maun for thee-Ralph! take the things awaie Which we from Watchetts towne have taken nowe, Yn the barque's bottom see thee same you stowe. RALPH. Mastre of myne, I go as you do saie. ROBYNNE. And I to Brystowe town will haste awaie,* * [The remainder of this poem, from the line 'And cheating London's pryde to Dygner Bristowe rolle,' is now for the first time included in a collected edition of Chatterton's Works. It is taken from Mr. Smith's MS., and was never printed till 1838. (See appendix to Rowley Poems.)-ED.] Songe Of Sepncte Baldywynne.* Whann Norrurs end hys menne of myghte, And Dacyanns well nie wonne the daie. Dethe dydd uponne hys anlace hange, To Heaven lyft oppe hys holie eye, Thenne threw hys anlance ynn the tyde, According to Chatterton, this and the following poem were sung when the Bridge at Bristol was completed in 1247. 1 King of Norway. 2 Swelled. 3 Drops of blood; an heraldic allusion, suitable to the genius of that age.-CHATTERTON. Songe Of Seynete Warburghe. I. Whanne Kynge Kynghill' ynn hys honde Whare blaeke' Severn rolls hys tyde. II. Stronge ynn faithfullness, he trodde Thenne he preechedd nyghte and daie, Thys goode staffe great wonders wroughte, Orr thann mortall tonge can tell. 1 King Coenwulf. 2 Dark. 3 Yellow. 4 Height. III. Thenn the foulke a brydge dydd make Whych ynn tyme dydd falle awaie : But warre and tyme wyll all decaie. 5 IV. Now agayne, wythe bremie3 force, Standynge where the other stoode. 1 Earl Leofwin. 3 Furious, violent. 2 Dispatched, turned away. 4 Sand. 5 Rooting up, so explained in the Glossary to Robert Gloucester.'Mored', i.e. digged, grubbed. The roots of trees are still called 'mores' in Devonshire.-CHATTERTON. |