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Good fellows must go to learne to daunce / Thy brydeal is full nere a / There is a brall come out of France, / The tryxt ye harde this yeare a / For I must leape, and thou must hoppe / And we must turne all three a / The fourth must bounce it lyke a toppe, / And so we shall agree a / I praye thee, mynstrall, make no stoppe / For we wyll merye be a.

What shall I call those current traverses, / That on a triple dactyl foot do run / Close by the ground with sliding passages? / Wherein that dancer greatest praise hath won / Which with best order can all order shun; / For everywhere he wantonly must range / And turn and wind with unexpected change.

Пер. В.В. Лунина.

Frumenty, от лат. frumentum — так часто называли любое зерно. — Прим. перев.

Галлон равен ок. 4,54 л.

Английская мера сыпучих тел, равная 8 бушелям. — Прим. перев.

Пер. М.Л. Лозинского.

Long the proud Spaniard advanced to conquer us / Thretening our Country with fire and sworde / Often preparing their nay most sumptuous / With all provision that Spain could afford / Dub, a dub, dub, dub, thus spake our drums / Tan tara, tan tara the Englishman comes…

Now quoth the noble Earl, Courage my souldiers all / Fight and be valiant and spoyle you shall have…

Entering the houses then of the richest men / For gold and treasure we search’d each day / Dub, a dub, dub, dub, thus spake our drums / Tan tara, tan tara the Englishman comes.

When I was a Batchelour / I live’d a merry life; / But now I am a married man, / And troubled with a wife, / I cannot doe as I have done, / Because I live in feare; / If I goe to Islington, / My wife is watching there.

Softlie my fingers, up theis curtaine, heave / And make me happie stealing by degreese. / First bare hir legs, then creepe up to hir kneese. / From thence ascend unto her mannerly thigh. / (a pox on lingering when I am so nighe) / Smock climbe a-pace, that I may see my joyes. <���…> / I kisse, I clap, I feele, I view at will / Yet dead he lyes not thinking good or ill. / Unhappie me, quoth she, and wilt’ not stand? / Com, let me rub and chafe it with my hand. <���…> / Not ceasing till she rais’d it from his swoune. / And then he flue on hir as he were wood, / And on hir breech did thack, and foyne a-good; / He rubd’, and prickt, and pierst hir to the bones, / Digging as farre as eath he might for stones. <���…> With Oh, and Oh, she itching moves hir hipps / And to and fro, full lightlie starts and skips. / She jerks hir legs, and sprauleth with hir heeles…

Loe wanton Girles which so doth burne, / In venus pleasant games, / If that they may content their turns, / And eake the youthful flames, / They do desire their fathers bed, / The cankered flesh to please…

В русском переводе Г. Кружкова упоминание о мужской проституции пропадает. См.: «Помилуй! ведь не ленты и не рюшки / Ты ценишь в пышнотелой потаскушке; / Зачем, любитель срамной наготы, / Нагую честность презираешь ты?» Оригинал: But, in rank itchy lust, desire and love / The nakedness and bareness to enjoy / Of thy plump muddy whore or prostitute boy. — Прим. перев.