import\englishhistory.net\tudor\skelton.html indexed_doc HTMLPlugin 5562 skelton.html skelton.html en utf8 Marilee Mongello Primary Sources: The poetry of John Skelton HTML http://englishhistory.net/tudor/skelton.html http://englishhistory.net/tudor/skelton.html Tudor period|Others HASH1097dd28a69240d2f527b2 1374130947 20130718 1374468806 20130722 HASH1097dd28.dir 1500s.gif:image/gif: <center>&nbsp;<p> <img border="0" src="_httpdocimg_/1500s.gif" alt="Primary Sources: The poetry of John Skelton" width="392" height="66"> <br><font size=-1>Skelton was the poet laureate of England under Henry VII;</font> <br><font size=-1>he also tutored the young Prince Henry, duke of York, who became the infamous Henry VIII.</font></p> </center> <blockquote> <blockquote> <hr> <p align="left">&nbsp;</p> <blockquote> <ul> <ul><b><font size=+1>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; To Mistress Margaret Hussey</font> <br></b>&nbsp; <ul> <ul>Merry Margaret, <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As midsummer flower, <br>Gentle as falcon <br>Or hawk of the tower; <br>With solace and gladness, <br>Much mirth and no madness, <br>All good and no badness; <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; So joyously, <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; So maidenly, <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; So womanly <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her demeaning <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; In every thing, <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Far, far passing <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; That I can endite, <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Or suffice to write <br>Of merry Margaret, <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As midsummer flower, <br>Gentle as falcon <br>Or hawk of the tower. <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As patient and as still <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And as full of good will <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As fair Isaphill; <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Colyander, <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sweet pomander, <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Good Cassander; <br>Steadfast of thought, <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Well made, well wrought, <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Far may be sought <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Ere that ye can find <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; So courteous, so kind <br>As merry Margaret, <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; This midsummer flower, <br>Gentle as falcon <br>Or hawk of the tower.<p>&nbsp;</p> <p>&nbsp;</p> </ul> </ul> </ul> </ul> <b> <font size=+1>To Mistress Isabell Pennell</font> </b> <ul>By Saint Mary, my lady, <br>Your mammy and your dady <br>Brought forth a goodly baby! <br>My maiden Isabell, <br>Reflaring rosabell, <br>The flagrant camamell, <br>The ruddy rosary, <br>The sovereign rosemary, <br>The pretty strawberry, <br>The columbine, the nepte, <br>The jeloffer well set, <br>The proper violet; <br>Ennewèd your colour <br>Is like the daisy flower <br>After the April shower; <br>Star of the morrow gray, <br>That blossom on the spray, <br>The freshest flower of May: <br>Maidenly demure, <br>Of womanhood the lure; <br>Wherefore, I make you sure, <br>It were an heavenly health, <br>It were and endless wealth, <br>A life for God himself, <br>To hear this nightingale <br>Among the birdes smale <br>Warbling in the vale, <br>Dug, dug, jug, jug, <br>Good year and good luck, <br>With chuck, chuck, chuck, chuck! <br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; <ul> <ul> <ul><b><font size=+1>With Lullay, Lullay, Like A Child</font></b></ul> </ul> </ul> </ul> <ul> <ul> <ul> <ul> <ul>With lullay, lullay, like a child, <br>Thou sleepèst too long, thou art beguiled! <p>"My darling dear, my daisy flower, <br>Let me," quoth he, "lie in your lap." <br>"Lie still," quoth she, "my paramour, <br>Lie still hardily, and take a nap." <br>His head was heavy, such was his hap, <br>All drowsy, dreaming, drowned in sleep, <br>That of his love he took no keep, <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; With hey, lullay, etc. <p>With ba, ba, ba, and bas, bas, bas! <br>She cherished him both cheek and chin <br>That he wist never where he was; <br>He had forgotten all deadly sin! <br>He wanted wit her love to win: <br>He trusted her payment and lost all his pay; <br>She left him sleeping and stale away, <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; With hey, lullay, etc. <p>The rivers rough, the waters wan; <br>She sparèd not to wet her feet. <br>She waded over, she found a man <br>That halsèd her heartily and kissed her sweet; <br>Thus after her cold she caught a heat. <br>"My lief," she said, "rowteth in his bed; <br>Iwys he hath an heavy head," <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; With hey, lullay, etc. <p>What dreamest thou, drunkard, drowsy pate? <br>Thy lust and liking is from thee gone; <br>Thou blinkard blowboll, thou wakèst too late; <br>Behold thou liest, luggard, alone! <br>Well may thou sigh, well may thou groan, <br>To deal with her so cowardly. <br>Ywis, pole-hatchet, she blearèd thine eye! <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Quoth Skelton Laureate. <br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; </ul> </ul> </ul> </ul> </ul> </blockquote> </blockquote> </blockquote> <font size=-1><a href="_httpextlink_&amp;rl=1&amp;href=http:%2f%2fenglishhistory.net%2ftudor%2fprimary.html">to Primary Sources</a></font> <!-- text below generated by server. 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