"And sport and play, bayth late and air.1 "Now dare I nought look to sic thing.

"Wo worth marriage for evermair!

"Thus am I bounden, out of bliss, "Unto ane churl says I am his,

"That I dare nought look o'er the stair, "Scantly to give Sir John ane kiss! "Wo worth marriage for evermair!

"No were I ane maiden as I was
"To make me lady of the Bas-
"And though that I were ne'er so fair,
"To wedding should I never pass.
"Wo worth marriage for evermair!

"All night I clatter 3 upon my creed, "Prayand to God that I were dead;

"Or else out of this world he were: "Then should I see for some remeid. "Wo worth marriage for evermair!

"Ye should hear tell (and he were gane) "That I should be ane wanton ane.

I

Early.

2 Scarcely.

3 Chatter.

"To leir the law of lovis layr2
"In our town like me should be nane.
"Wo worth marriage for evermair!

"I should put on my russet gown,
"My red kirtill, my hose of brown,
"And let them see my yellow hair
"Under my curchè hingand down.

3

"Wo worth marriage for evermair!

"Lovers bayth should hear and see,
"I should love them that would love me;

"Their hearts for me should ne'er be sair ; 5 "But aye unweddit should I be.

"Wo worth marriage for evermair!”