Cryand mercy petously; Than with your left heill it sane, 65 And it will nevir cum agane, Als mekle as ane mige amaist. He had ane littill rod leg, And it wes cant as ony cleg, It wes wynd in ane wyndinscheit, 70 Zit it stall Godis quhittill; It stall fra peteouss Abrahame, Ane quhorle and ane quhum quhame; 75 And it wald sing and it wald dance, Quha coniurit the littill gaist, sa ze? And syne mareid the gaist the fle, EXPLICIT. Line 68. Apparently one or more lines are here omitted. XIX. SYMMIE AND HIS BRUTHER. IN a satirical poem1 included in the present collection, the swyngeour coife,' (a character in which the lewd and inordinate lives of the secular clergy is drawn from existing manners,) at times, is spoken of, as, 'Peipand peurly with peteouss granis, These persons are no doubt the heroes of the following poem, which, as Lord Hailes has observed, seems to intimate that they were what is termed in the Canons of the Scotish Church, A.D. 1242 and 1296, quæstionarii, or persons sent out by the Church upon a begging mission. Kennedy, in order to throw ridicule upon Dunbar, represents him as one of these quæstionarii, or begging friars, and says to him, with "cloutit cloke, skryp, burdoun, and clam-schellis,' "Fra Etrike Forest furthward to Dumfrese, Collapis, cruddis, mele, grotis, grisis, and geis, The poem itself is certainly obscure, and perhaps not quite entire, but possesses a considerable share of humour in its 2 Flyting, ll. 425-428. 1 'Ane Descriptioun of Peder Coffeis.' descriptions, even although it falls very far short of Peblis to the Play, or Christis Kirk on the Grene, of one or other of which it may be considered as an imitation. The stanza in which it is written, however, was popular during the 15th and 16th centuries; and, amidst the contrariety of opinions that have been expressed respecting the age of these compositions, it might be difficult to assign the present poem, with any degree of certainty, to a particular age. It has hitherto been inedited, except the first seven stanzas, which appeared in Sibbald's Chronicle of Scotish Poetry.1 1 Vol. i. p. 360. XIX. Followis Sym and his Bruder. THAIR is no story that I of heir, Of Johine nor Robene Hude, Nor git of Wallace wicht but weir, In to begging, I trow, fyve geir In Sanct Androis thay stude Togidder, Bayth Sym and his bruder. 5 Thocht thay war wicht, I warrand gow, Thay had no will to wirk; Thay maid them burdownis nocht to bow, Twa bewis of the birk, Weill stobbit with steill, I trow, To stik in to the mirk; Bot sen thair bairdis grew on thair mow, Thay saw nevir the kirk Within, Nowthir Sym nor his bruder. Syne schupe thame vp to lowp our leiss, Twa tabartis of the tartane; Thay comptit nocht quhat thair clowtis weis, 15 20 |