hae layen three herring a' sa't,
Bonny lass, gin ze'll take me, tell me now,
And I hae brew'n three pickles o' ma't
And I cannae cum ilka day to woo.
_To woo, to woo, to lilt and to woo,
And I cannae cum ilka day to woo_.

I hae a wee ca'f that wad fain be a cow,
Bonny lassie, gin ye'll take me, tell me now,
I hae a wee gryce that wad fain be a sow,
And I cannae cum ilka day to woo.
_To woo, to woo, to lilt and to woo,
And I cannae cum ilka day to woo_."

_Page_ 43. "I joy not in no earthly bliss."--These stanzas are usually
printed with "My mind to me a kingdom is" (p. 78), and the whole poem
has been attributed to Sir Edward Dyer.

_Page_ 47. "I weigh not Fortune's frown nor smile."--These lines (which
seem to have been modelled on "I joy not in no earthly bliss") are by
Joshua Sylvester.

In the second stanza, "I sound not at the news of wreck," _sound_ is an
old form of _swoon_.

_Page_ 52. "If women could be fair."--This poem is ascribed to Edward,
Earl of Oxford, in Rawlinson, MS. 85, fol. 16.

_Page_ 53. "In darkness let me dwell."--These lines are also found in
Robert Dowland's "Musical Banquet," 1610, set to music by John Dowland.

_Page_ 57. "In the merry month of May."--First printed in "The Honorable
Entertainment given to the Queen's Majesty in Progress at Elvetham in
Hampshire, by the Right Honorable the Earl of Hertford," 1591, under the
title of "The Ploughman's Song."

_Page_ 60. "It was the frog in the well."--There are several versions of
this old ditty: the following is from Kirkpatrick Sharpe's "Ballad
Book," 1824:--

"There lived a puddy in a well,
And a merry mouse in a mill.

Puddy he'd a wooin ride,
Sword and pistol by his side.

Puddy came to the mouse's wonne,
'Mistress mouse, are you within?'

'Yes, kind sir, I am within;
Saftly do I sit and spin.'

'Madam, I am come to woo;
Marriage I must have of you.'

'Marriage I will grant you nane,
Until uncle Rotten he comes hame.'

'Uncle Rotten's now come hame;
Fy! gar busk the bride alang.'

Lord Rotten sat at the head o' the table,
Because he was baith stout and able.

Wha is't that sits next the wa',
But Lady Mouse, baith jimp and sma'?

What is't that sits next the bride,
But the sola puddy wi' his yellow side?

Syne came the deuk, but and the drake;
The deuk took puddy, and