Page:The muses threnodie (Adamson, 1638).djvu/37
This page has been proofread, but needs to be validated.
The second muse
17
A cup I had of Woodbind of the wall
And drinking, said, This to you Master Gall.
Quoth he, Monsier, sith that we have no better,
With all mine heart I will you pledge in water:
This brook alongst the flowrie plain meanders,
And in a thousand compasses it wanders;
And as it softly slides so many wayes,
It sweetlie sings as many rowndelayes,
And, harmonie to keep, the honie bees
Their trumpets sound amongst the flowres; and trees
Their shadowes from their shaggie tops down sending
Did bow, in token of their homage rendring
But in short while Phæbus his face withdrew;
Then freshly fell we to't again of new,
And kyth most skilfull, and most pleasant game,
While to the lands of Loncartie we came.
Then thus, quod I, Good Gall, I pray thee show,
For cleerly all antiquities yee know,
What meane these skonses, and these hollow trenches
Throughout these fellow-fields, and yonder inches?
And these great heaps of stones, like Pyramids?
Doubtlesse all these yee know, that so much reads.
These trenches be (Gall answering, did reply)
Where these two armies Scots and Danes did ly
Incamped, and these heaps the trophæ's be,
Rear'd in memoriall of that victorie,
Admir'd unlook't for, conquest in that day,
Be th'only vertue of a Hynds-man, Hay,
And his two sons, from whence immortall praise
He gain'd, and glory of his name did raise
And drinking, said, This to you Master Gall.
Quoth he, Monsier, sith that we have no better,
With all mine heart I will you pledge in water:
This brook alongst the flowrie plain meanders,
And in a thousand compasses it wanders;
And as it softly slides so many wayes,
It sweetlie sings as many rowndelayes,
And, harmonie to keep, the honie bees
Their trumpets sound amongst the flowres; and trees
Their shadowes from their shaggie tops down sending
Did bow, in token of their homage rendring
But in short while Phæbus his face withdrew;
Then freshly fell we to't again of new,
And kyth most skilfull, and most pleasant game,
While to the lands of Loncartie we came.
Then thus, quod I, Good Gall, I pray thee show,
For cleerly all antiquities yee know,
What meane these skonses, and these hollow trenches
Throughout these fellow-fields, and yonder inches?
And these great heaps of stones, like Pyramids?
Doubtlesse all these yee know, that so much reads.
These trenches be (Gall answering, did reply)
Where these two armies Scots and Danes did ly
Incamped, and these heaps the trophæ's be,
Rear'd in memoriall of that victorie,
Admir'd unlook't for, conquest in that day,
Be th'only vertue of a Hynds-man, Hay,
And his two sons, from whence immortall praise
He gain'd, and glory of his name did raise