[Footnote 15:  a small bagpipe.]

[Footnote 16:  in a confined sense, a bush or hedge, though sometimes used as a forest.]

[Footnote 17:  church-yard.]

[Footnote 18:  relate.]

[Footnote 19:  black.]

[Footnote 20:  decreasing.]

[Footnote 21:  happiness.]

[Footnote 22:  glassy.]

[Footnote 23:  bank.]

[Footnote 24:  meeds.]

[Footnote 25:  distracted.]

TO JOHNE LADGATE.

[Sent with the following Songe to AElla.]

  Well thanne, goode Johne, sythe ytt must needes be soe,
  Thatt thou & I a bowtynge matche must have,
  Lette ytt ne breakynge of oulde friendshyppe bee,
  Thys ys the onelie all-a-boone I crave.

  Rememberr Stowe, the Bryghtstowe Carmalyte, 5
  Who whanne Johne Clarkynge, one of myckle lore,
  Dydd throwe hys gauntlette-penne, wyth hym to fyghte,
  Hee showd smalle wytte, and showd hys weaknesse more.

  Thys ys mie formance, whyche I nowe have wrytte,
  The best performance of mie lyttel wytte. 10

SONGE TO AELLA, LORDE OF THE CASTEL OF BRYSTOWE YNNE DAIES OF YORE.

    Oh thou, orr what remaynes of thee,
    AElla, the darlynge of futurity,
  Lett thys mie songe bolde as thie courage be,
    As everlastynge to posteritye.

  Whanne Dacya’s sonnes, whose hayres of bloude-redde hue 5
  Lyche kynge-cuppes brastynge wythe the morning due,
    Arraung’d ynne dreare arraie,
    Upponne the lethale daie,
  Spredde farre and wyde onne Watchets shore;
    Than dyddst thou furiouse stande, 10
    And bie thie valyante hande
  Beesprengedd all the mees wythe gore.

    Drawne bie thyne anlace felle,
    Downe to the depthe of helle
    Thousandes of Dacyanns went; 15
    Brystowannes, menne of myghte,
    Ydar’d the bloudie fyghte,
    And actedd deeds full quent.

    Oh thou, whereer (thie bones att reste)
    Thye Spryte to haunte delyghteth beste, 20
  Whetherr upponne the bloude-embrewedd pleyne,
    Orr whare thou kennst fromm farre
    The dysmall crye of warre,
  Orr seest somme mountayne made of corse of sleyne;
    Orr seest the hatchedd stede, 25
    Ypraunceynge o’er the mede,
  And neighe to be amenged the poynctedd speeres;
    Orr ynne blacke armoure staulke arounde
    Embattel’d Brystowe, once thie grounde,
  And glowe ardurous onn the Castle steeres; 30