Ye men that will of aunters wynne,That late within this lande hath bin,
Of on I will yow telle;
And of a sewe that was sea strang,
Alas! that ever scho lived sea lang,
For fell folk did scho wele.
Scho was mare than other three,
The grizeliest beast that ere mote bee
Her hede was greate and graye;
Scho was bred in Rokebye woode,
Ther war few that thither yoode,
But cam belive awaye.
Her walke was endlang Greta syde,
Was no barne that colde her byde,
That was fra heven or helle;
Ne never man that had that myght,
That ever durst com in her syght,
Her force it was sea felle.
Raphe of Rokebye, with full gode wyll,
The freers of Richmonde gav her tyll,
Full wele to gar thayme fare;
Freer Myddeltone by name,
Hee was sent to fetch her hame,
Yt rewed him syne full sare.
(Of on I will yow telle;
And of a sewe that was sea strang,
Alas! that ever scho lived sea lang,
For fell folk did scho wele.
Scho was mare than other three,
The grizeliest beast that ere mote bee
Her hede was greate and graye;
Scho was bred in Rokebye woode,
Ther war few that thither yoode,
But cam belive awaye.
Her walke was endlang Greta syde,
Was no barne that colde her byde,
That was fra heven or helle;
Ne never man that had that myght,
That ever durst com in her syght,
Her force it was sea felle.
Raphe of Rokebye, with full gode wyll,
The freers of Richmonde gav her tyll,
Full wele to gar thayme fare;
Freer Myddeltone by name,
Hee was sent to fetch her hame,
Yt rewed him syne full sare.
Tahkcalb ω∞ for sigs,
Sun 19 Jun 2011, 1:52,
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All together now:Roll out the barrel,
We'll have a barrel of fun
Roll out the barrel,
We've got the blues on the run
Sing boom tararrel,
Ring out a song of good cheer
Now's the time to roll the barrel,
For the gang's all here.
(We'll have a barrel of fun
Roll out the barrel,
We've got the blues on the run
Sing boom tararrel,
Ring out a song of good cheer
Now's the time to roll the barrel,
For the gang's all here.
4Q just lurking,
Sun 19 Jun 2011, 1:54,
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All the maids of IslingtonWent forth to sport and play;
All but the bailiff’s daughter dear;
She secretly stole away.
She put off her gown of gray,
And put on her puggish attire;
She’s up to fair London gone,
Her true-love to require.
As she went along the road,
The weather being hot and dry,
There was she aware of her true-love,
At length came riding by.
She stept to him, as red as any rose,
And took him by the bridle-ring:
‘I pray you, kind sir, give me one penny,
To ease my weary limb.’
--And then he rode off yelling, "It's a trap!"
(All but the bailiff’s daughter dear;
She secretly stole away.
She put off her gown of gray,
And put on her puggish attire;
She’s up to fair London gone,
Her true-love to require.
As she went along the road,
The weather being hot and dry,
There was she aware of her true-love,
At length came riding by.
She stept to him, as red as any rose,
And took him by the bridle-ring:
‘I pray you, kind sir, give me one penny,
To ease my weary limb.’
--And then he rode off yelling, "It's a trap!"
Tahkcalb ω∞ for sigs,
Sun 19 Jun 2011, 2:00,
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hahathis 'it's a trap' thing - is it new? I only heard it for the first time the other day.
( 4Q just lurking,
Sun 19 Jun 2011, 2:03,
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Old meme is old.Actually predates itself. Was used in dime porn
novels. Faded and then resurged or reinvented
via Fark/4chan/SA and the like.
(novels. Faded and then resurged or reinvented
via Fark/4chan/SA and the like.
Tahkcalb ω∞ for sigs,
Sun 19 Jun 2011, 2:07,
archived)
A little knowledge can save embarrassment later.
Tahkcalb ω∞ for sigs,
Sun 19 Jun 2011, 2:18,
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