by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Jockey thine horn pipes dull
Language: English
Jockey, thine horn pipes dull give wind man at full, fie upon such a sad gul, like an hoody doody, all too moody toodle, toodle, pipe it up thicker, ile tread it the quicker: Darite growes so grave, I may not her have: In a round when I do crave, with hoop sir hoy day, O you hurt me toodle, toodle, pipe it up thicker, ile tread it the quicker: Then if the chance to glance in, Give us two roome to dance in like an hoody doody, all too moody toodle, toodle, pipe it up thicker, ile tread it the quicker: why then about it roundly, and I will foot it soundly, ile take my steps the shorter, as if I trampled morter. Set me thy worke by, and come to me smurkly and I will foot it soundly, ile take my steps the shorter, as if I trampled morter. Though my green jerkin bare is Us two to all the parish and I will foot it soundly, ile take my steps the shorter, as if I trampled morter.
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Thomas Weelkes (1576 - 1623), "Jockey thine horn pipes dull", published 1608 [three-part chorus a cappella], from the collection Ayres or Phantasticke Sprits for Three Voices, no. 2, Thomas Este, London [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2013-04-26
Line count: 34
Word count: 180