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One saw the Virgin soon, | One saw the Virgin soon, peccavi cried - | ||
had his Soul whitewashd all so clever; | had his Soul whitewashd all so clever; | ||
Then home again he nimbly hied | Then home again he nimbly hied | ||
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In coming back, however, let me say | In coming back, however, let me say | ||
He met his brother rogue, about half way - | He met his brother rogue, about half way - | ||
Hobling with outstretchd | Hobling with outstretchd bum, and bending knees; | ||
Damning the souls and bodies of the | Damning the souls and bodies of the Pease; | ||
His eyes in Tears, his cheeks and brows in sweat, | His eyes in Tears, his cheeks and brows in sweat, | ||
Deep Sympathising with his groaning feet. | Deep Sympathising with his groaning feet. | ||
"How now, the light | "How now, the light toed, whitewash pilgrim brok[e] | ||
you Lazy lubber! | you Lazy lubber! | ||
Odds | Odds curse it, cried the other, 'tis no joke | ||
my feet, once hard as any rock | my feet, once hard as any rock | ||
are now as soft as blubber. | are now as soft as blubber. | ||
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As for Love tho I shall not get there; | As for Love tho I shall not get there; | ||
No! to the Devil my sinful soul must go, | No! to the Devil my sinful soul must go, | ||
For dam mee if I | For dam mee if I ha'nt lost every toe | ||
But brother Sinner, do explain | But brother Sinner, do explain | ||
How, tis that you are not in pain; | How, tis that you are not in pain; | ||
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Whilst I, just like a Snail, am crawling | Whilst I, just like a Snail, am crawling | ||
Now swearing now on Saints devoutly bawling | Now swearing now on Saints devoutly bawling | ||
Whilst not a rascal comes to ease my pain [ | Whilst not a rascal comes to ease my pain wo[es] | ||
Latest revision as of 22:12, 15 July 2017
One saw the Virgin soon, peccavi cried - had his Soul whitewashd all so clever; Then home again he nimbly hied made fit with Saints above to live for ever.
In coming back, however, let me say He met his brother rogue, about half way - Hobling with outstretchd bum, and bending knees; Damning the souls and bodies of the Pease; His eyes in Tears, his cheeks and brows in sweat, Deep Sympathising with his groaning feet.
"How now, the light toed, whitewash pilgrim brok[e] you Lazy lubber! Odds curse it, cried the other, 'tis no joke my feet, once hard as any rock are now as soft as blubber.
Excuse me, Virgin Mary, that I swear - As for Love tho I shall not get there; No! to the Devil my sinful soul must go, For dam mee if I ha'nt lost every toe But brother Sinner, do explain How, tis that you are not in pain; What power hath worked a wonder on your toes, Whilst I, just like a Snail, am crawling Now swearing now on Saints devoutly bawling Whilst not a rascal comes to ease my pain wo[es]