33 A Lyke-Wake Dirge
I
This ae nighte, this ae nighte,
—Every nighte and alle,
Fire and fleet254 and candle-lighte,
And Christe receive thy saule.
II
When thou from hence away art past,
—Every nighte and alle,
To Whinny-muir thou com’st at last:
And Christe receive thy saule.
III
If ever thou gavest hosen and shoon,
—Every nighte and alle,
Sit thee down and put them on:
And Christe receive thy saule.
IV
If hosen and shoon thou ne’er gav’st nane
—Every nighte and alle,
The whinnes sall prick thee to the bare bane;
And Christe receive thy saule.
V
From whinny-muir when thou may’st pass,
—Every nighte and alle,
To Brig o’ Dread thou com’st at last;
And Christe receive thy saule.
VI
From Brig o’ Dread when thou may’st pass,
—Every nighte and alle,
To Purgatory fire thou com’st at last;
And Christe receive thy saule.
VII
If ever thou gavest meat or drink,
—Every nighte and alle,
The fire sall never make thee shrink;
And Christe receive thy saule.
VIII
If meat or drink thou ne’er gav’st nane,
—Every nighte and alle,
The fire will burn thee to the bare bane;
And Christe receive thy saule.
IX
This ae nighte, this ae nighte,
—Every nighte and alle,
Fire and fleet and candle-lighte,
And Christe receive thy saule.
Footnotes
254 fleet = floor. Other readings are ‘sleet’ and ‘salt’.