They would men nourish'd all their needs, Sen, comfortless lets them confound; So find I their affection Contrair their own complexion, The virtue of this writ, and vigour, I wot, good women will not wyt1 me, Conform to their complexion. 1 Blame. • Disclaim. CLAPPERTON. A Scotish poet, whose history is unknown, but who appears to have flourished about A.D. 1550. The following specimen is taken from Pinkerton's Anc. Scot. Poems, 1786, with the omission of the sixth stanza. WOE WORTH MARIAGE! IN Bowdown, on black monday, Maidens, ye may have great pleasance When that I was a maiden ying,2 A village on the Tweed, near Old Melrose. Young. And sport and play, both late and air.1 Wo worth mariage for evermair! Thus am I bounden, out of bliss, That I dare nought look o'er the stair, 2 Scantly to give Sir John a kiss! Wo worth mariage for evermair! Now, were I a maiden as I was- All night I clatter 3 upon my creed, Ye should hear tell (an he were gone) To leir 4 the law of lovis layr 5 • Early. * Scarcely. • Chatter. 4 Learn. • Doctrine. BLAN In our town like me should be none. I should put on my russet gown, Lovers both should hear and see, I should love them that would love me; 1 Sore. |