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Poems of Alexander Montgomerie

And Other Pieces from Laing MS. No. 447: Supplementary Volume: Edited with Introduction, Appendices, Notes, and Glossary by George Stevenson

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178

ANE VTHER.

Vyle villane, vane, and war nor I have cald þe,
Thy widderit vane is dammischit, deid & dryit.
Beschittin bystour bodie, I forbaid þe
To mache with me, or elis þow sall deir by it.
Thy speich but purpois, sporter, is espyit,
That wreitis of wichis, warlochis, & of wratches;
Bot Invective aganis him þow defyit,
Rob stene, ȝe raif, forȝetting quhom ȝe mache.
Leve boigillis, brouneis, gyr carlingis, & ghaistis:
dastard, þow daffis, that with sic dewillrie mellis.
Thy peild perambillis alss prolixtlie lastis;
Thy reasonis sawres of reik and nothing ellis;
Thy sentences of swit richt sweitlie smellis,
Thow [sat] neir the chymlay [nuik] þat maid þame,
Seik be þe ingle, amangis þe oister schellis,
Dreidand my danger, durst not weill debait þame.
Thy tratling, tinklar, wald gar ane taid spew,
And cairl cattis veip vinager with bothe þair ene.
Thow said, I borrowit blaidis, quhilk is not trew:
The clene contrarie, smachart, salbe sene.
I neuir haid of that making ȝe mene
ane verss in wreit, in print, or ȝit perquere;
quhilk I can prive, & clenge me wonder clene;
Thocht singill votes no wreiter can forbeir.

180

To prive my speikin probabill & plane,
Thow man confess þow vsit my Inventioun:
I raknit first thy race; syne þow agane,
In þe same sort, maid of thy maister mentioun.
Thy wit is waik, with me to have dissentioune,
for to my speichis þow nevir maid reply.
at libertie to ly is thy intentioun:
I anssuer ay, quhilk þow dar not deny.
Thy freindis ar feyndis; of aipis þow fenȝeis myne;
with my assistance, saying quhat þow can.
I compt sik kynred better ȝit nor thyne—
Cheiflie of beastis þat ar most lyk to men.
grant, guiss, þat my Inventioun waris the than,
with out þe quhilk þow micht haue barkit waist:
and laid the ground quhairon thow, beist, begane
to big þe barge quhairon þow braggis maist.
The lak of Iudgment may be als persawit.
Thir tua cheif pointis of reasoun wantis in þe:
Thow attribuittis to aipis, quhair thow hes ravit,
The illis of horss! a monsterous sicht to sie!
na mervell that ill wyn ill wairit be;
for all thir illis thow staw, I am certane,
from simplis dytmentis of ane horss did die,
Or porterfeildis that dwellis into dumbartane.
Amangis thess illis of aipis, quhilk thow hes tauld,
Thocht to ane horsse perteining properlie,
Thow puttis þe spaven in þe former spauld,
Quhilk vsis in þe hinder hocht to be.
fra horsmen anes thy cunning heir and sie,
I feir auld Allane haue no moir ado:
Allace! puir man! he may ly doun and die,
Syn thow succeid to weir the siluer scho.

182

Forder þow fleis vith vther foulis vingis,
Ourcled with cleirar collouris nor thy awin,
But speciallie with sum of simpillis thingis,
Or for ane plukit guiss, thow haid bein knawin;
Or lyk ane cran, In mowt-tyme soone ourthrawin,
That man tak ay nyne steppis befoir scho flie;
So in þe gut þow micht have stand and blawin,
As long as thow lyis gravellit, lyk to die.
I speik not of ȝour viteous divisiounes,
Quhair thow pronuncit, bot ȝit proponit bot pairt;
Incummerit with so mony coyd infusiounes:
quhilk schawis ye rimde but rethorik or airt.
Thy memorie is schort—beschirew thyn hairt!
Speikand of ane thing, twyse or thryss at aneis,
And can not from ane proppit place depairt,
Except I wer to force the with quhin staneis.
for crokodeill thow
of ignorence, fy! fuill, thinkis þow no schame?
Thy pikkillit, puir paremeonis, but skill,
pykit from Irisch Italianis, ar to blame;
beggit from poetis brokingis for to blame,
for laik of language I wat weill þow dois it,
making that vertew vice to thy defame,
Quhair evrie minnym aucht to be refuisit.
The thingis I said, gif þow wald now deny,
Weining to wry þe veritie with wylis;
Lik quhair I laid, and pikill of that py:
Thy knaverie knawin, credence from þe expellis;
The feckles folie all þe air defylis;
I find so mony faultis, ilk ane our vther,
first, I man tell the all thy staitlie styllis,
Henc[e] I beteich þe to thy birkin brother.

184

POLLART GUID NICHT.

Fonnd flytter, scheitt schytter, baccoun bytter, befyld!
blunt bleitter, padok speitter, pudding eitter, perverss!
hen pluker, closet muker, hous cukker, vere vyld!
Tanny cheikis, [I] think þow speikis with thy breikis, foul erss!
Woodelyk hudepyk, ay lyk to live in lak!
flour þe pin, scabbit skin! eit it in þat þow spak.
Gum gait, gallit and scald, foul fawit, quhy flait þow?
Steill ȝow, fill tow, þow dow not defend þe.
Rum royt, found floyt, doyld doyt, sillie fuuill!
Quhat if I wald out cry, fy! fy! folk wald fell the.
Sweir sow, ay fow, doyld kow, foul fall thy banis!
Richt styld, defyld, wood wyld, ilk mone aneis.
Tairie taid, mismaid, Invaid me if þow dow;
Lik laidill, husche paidill, schyt þe saidill, þowis be drest.
Kreschie sowtter, scho cluitter, mensche mowter, dar þow mow?
Swamp sandie, come fra candie, with grandie opprest,
Led preif, lo theif, mischeif on thy lippis!
blaird baird, thy revaird is prepaird for thy hippis!
Bumbill baitie, Ise defait the: now debait the, if þow dar.
Tarmigant, and þow vant, Ise dant þewith dinging.
Taid bak, swith pak, and thow crak, cum not nar.
Sillie snark, lene raik, rak ane aik with þe hinging.
vnhallat, peillit pallat, ryp wallat, quhen þow spotches;
mischanchit, ill pancit, thryse lancit of þe boches!
Saitling slaiker, glaid glaiker, rum raiker for releif,
Lounatik, frenatik, schismatik swinȝeour, sob!
Tuirdfacit, ay chaisit, almaist fyld for ane theif!
Meslie kyt, and þow flyt, deill dryt in thy gob.
Cruik mow, widdiesow, soone bow, or I wand the,
Hellis ruik, with thy buik, leif þe nuik, I command þe.

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Land lowper, licht scoipper, raggit rowpper, lyk a revin,
Halland schaiker, drawcht raiker, bannok baiker beschittin.
Craig in perrell, twm barrell, quyt þe querrell, or be schevin.
[OMITTED]
Hellis spark, skald clark, & þow bark, I sall belt þe.
Scaid scald, our bald, soone fauld, or I melt the.
Laisie luggis, leap Iuggis! twm mwggis on þe midding;
Tanny flank, reidschank, pyk thank, I man pay the.
Spew blek, brek nek, cum and bek at my bidding.
Fals loun, mak þe boun, mahoun man have þe;
Rank ruittour, scurliquitour, and Iuittour, nane fower,
Decrest, opprest, possest with plutois power.
Cappit knaif, proud slaif, ȝe raif vnrokkit;
Quhillis slaiverand, quhillis claverand, and vaiferand with vyne.
greidie gukkit, puir vnplukkit, ill Instructit, ȝeis be knokit.
Gleyit gangrell, auld mangrell, to þe hangrell vith pyne.
Callumniatour, blasphimatour, fals tratour most vntrew,
Thy cheiping and peiping, with weiping þow sall rew.
Mad manter, vane vanter, & hanter of sclavrie,
Keillie lippis, kis my hippis, in grippis þowss behint.
Pudding prikker, bang þe bicker, nane quiker in knaverie.
Baill brewer, poysone spewer, mony trewer hes bene tint.
Swyne keiper, dirt dreiper, throt steiper fra þe drowth!
Lieand lymmer, mony trimmer, I man skymmer in thy mowthe.
Fleyit fwill, mad mule, die in duil on ane aik.
knave kend, christ send euill end on þat mow!
Pudding wricht, out of sicht thowse be dicht lyk a draik.
Iok blunt, thrawin frunt, kis þe cunt of ane kow.
Purspeiller, hen steiller, cat keiller, now I knaw þe.
Rubiatour, fornicatour by natour, foul fa the!

188

Tyk stikker, spewd viccer, pot likker, I man pay þe.
feird fleir, loud leir, & gleir in þe gallowis!
with a cunt, deid runt, I sall dunt quhill I flie the.
Buttrie bag, fill the knag, þow will wag with the morrowis.
Coyd clatterer, skin batterer, and flatterer of freindis,
Vyld, widderit, mathie midderit, & confedderit with feyndis!
Blind brok, kiss dok, boird bloik, banischit townes!
Allace! theifis face, na grace for that grunȝie!
Beld bissat, marmissat, lancepissat to the lownes!
Deid dring, dryd sting, þow will hing but a sunȝie.
Lik butter, throt cutter, fisch gutter, fyl þe fetter!
Cum bleitand, and greitand, and eitand thy letter.