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  • Title: Jack Juggler (Quarto 1)
  • Editor: David Swain
  • Textual editor: Dr. Sarah Neville
  • Coordinating editor: Brett Greatley-Hirsch

    • ISBN: 978-1-55058-490-5

    Copyright David Swain. This text may be freely used for educational, non-profit purposes; for all other uses contact the Editor.
    Author: Anonymous
    Editor: David Swain
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    Jack Juggler (Quarto 1)

    And as vngracious as euer man had
    An vnhappy wage, and as foli she a knaue with all
    As any is now within London wall
    120This Ienkine and I been fallen at great debate
    For a mattier that fell betwine vs a late
    And hitherto of him I could neuer reuengid bee
    For his mai ster mentainyth him and louethe not mee
    Albeit the very truth to tell
    125Nother of them both knoweth me werie well
    But againe st all other boyes the said gentle man
    Mayntenyth him all that he can
    But I shall set litle by my wyte
    If I do not Ienkine this night requite
    130Ere I slepe Ienkine shall here bee mete
    And I tru st to cume partlye out of his dete
    And whan we mete againe, if this do not suffise
    I shall paie Ienkine the residue, in my be st wyse
    It chaunced me right now in the other end of ye next stret
    135Withe Ienkine and his mai stire in the face to met
    I a bod ther a whille plaing for to see
    At the buklers, as welbecommed mee
    It was not long tyme, but at the la st
    Bake cumithe my cosune Careawaye homward ful fa st
    140Pricking, praunsing, and springing in his short cote,
    And pleasauntlie synging with a mery note
    Whyther a waye so fa st, tary a while sayed oon
    I cannot now saie Ienkine I mu st nides bee goon
    My mai ster suppeth herbie at a gentylmans place
    145And I mu st thither feache my dame mai stres boũdgrace
    But yet er I go I care not motche
    At the bukelers to playe with the oon faire toche
    To it they went and plaied so long


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