Oure woes alyche, alyche our dome[47] shal bee. Mie sonne, mie sonne alleyn[48], ystorven[49] ys; Here wylle I staie, and end mie lyff with thee; A lyff lyche myn a borden ys ywis. Now from een logges[50] fledden is selyness[51], 55 Mynsterres[52] alleyn[53] can boaste the hallie[54] Seyncte, Now doeth Englonde weare a bloudie dresse And wyth her champyonnes gore her face depeyncte; Peace fledde, disorder sheweth her dark rode[55], And thorow ayre doth flie, yn garments steyned with bloude. 60 [Footnote 1: _Smething_, smoking; in some copies _bletheynge_, but in the original as above.] [Footnote 2: deadly.] [Footnote 3: pluck or pull.] [Footnote 4: _Surcote_, a cloke, or mantel, which hid all the other dress.] [Footnote 5: shepherds.] [Footnote 6: abruptly, so Chaucer, Syke he abredden dyd attourne.] [Footnote 7: affright.] [Footnote 8: Added.] [Footnote 9: sad.] [Footnote 10: woeful, lamentable.] [Footnote 11: the Devil.] [Footnote 12: might.] [Footnote 13: sweet.] [Footnote 14: good, neat, genteel.] [Footnote 15: groves, sometimes used for a coppice.] [Footnote 16: far-seen.] [Footnote 17: Hermit.] [Footnote 18: violin.] [Footnote 19: sounding.] [Footnote 20: inn, or public-house.] [Footnote 21: also.] [Footnote 22: pleasure.] [Footnote 23: annoying.] [Footnote 24: to keep off.] [Footnote 25: ever, always.] [Footnote 26: meadows.] [Footnote 27: grafted trees.] [Footnote 28: thick, stout.] [Footnote 29: liberty of pasture given to the Parker.] [Footnote 30: tender.] [Footnote 31: cows.] [Footnote 32: strong.] [Footnote 33: garden.] [Footnote 34: whitened.] [Footnote 35: cumfrey, a favourite dish at that time.] [Footnote 36: marygold.] [Footnote 37: hardened.] [Footnote 38: accustomed.] [Footnote 39: abide. This line is also wrote, "Here wyll I obaie untill dethe appere," but this is modernized.] [Footnote 40: deadly.] [Footnote 41: destroyeth, killeth.] [Footnote 42: grow.] [Footnote 43: lament.] [Footnote 44: much-loved, beloved.] [Footnote 45: cast out, ejected.] [Footnote 46: alluding to the portcullis, which guarded the gate, on which often depended the castle.] [Footnote 47: fate.] [Footnote 48: my only son.] [Footnote 49: dead.] [Footnote 50: cottages.] [Footnote 51: happiness.] [Footnote 52: monasterys.] [Footnote 53: only.] [Footnote 54: holy.] [Footnote 55: complexion.] ECLOGUE THE SECOND. Sprytes[1] of the bleste, the pious Nygelle sed, Poure owte yer pleasaunce[2] onn mie fadres hedde.