“ Jack put his pipe under his belt,
so all the tribe stood still;
Then gifts to him they freely dealt,
with thanks for his good will,
The fryar and the step mother,
returned back with shame;
He values neither him nor her,
but follows still his game. ”

“ Bet still as Jack his pipes did blow,
they thought themselves possest.
The scratches like as dreadful stripes
they cry'd we cannot stand;
Sure these are some enchanted pipes,
the devil is at hand. ”

“ After another year he may,
far greater wages get.
We have a lusty lad you know,
who does our cattle keep,
The field be rambles too and fro,
then lies him down to sleep:
But there he shall no longer roam,
good wife, as God's my shield ”

“ That to the world it may appear
how they in sins abound.
I grant thy wish with all my heart,
in love and free good will
Though they endure pain and smart
the bellls shall gingle still
And cause them to become a scoff,
till they thy love obtain. ”

“ With shame she then held down her head,
and stood like one that's dumb
For she, God wot, began to dread,
the roaring of the bum.
O shameless lad, quoth Fryar Stone.
an ill death may'st thou die,
For this thy wicked art alone,
that makes her pellets fly. ”

“ But son, I solemly do swear,
that you three things shall have.
And therefore now in brief declare,
what you request and crave.
Then said the boy, I do protest,
a step mother have I,
Who will not let me live at rest,
she swears continually ”

“ Making the very stools rebound,
the hall with mirth did ring,
Nay, some of them so high did hop,
without the least regard;
That they against the cieling top,
did hit their heads full hard.
Some hit their nose, some their chins,
striving to caper higher ”

“ And said, this boy will shame us all,
by his unlawful sport.
A pipe he has I do declare,
and those that shall it hear,
They han't the power to forbear,
but caper without fear.
A proctor said, what! say'st thou so! ”

“ Saying his hunger should remain,
till he came home at night.
He sat upon hill hard by,
to pass the time away;
At length an aged man drew nigh,
whole palsey head was grey.
God save thee, son, the man reply'd,
and shield the from all ill ”

“ You're welcome father, Jack he cry'd,
and so he trudg'd the field.
As by a barn he chanc d to pass,
by accident he saw,
A young man and a bonny lass,
lie fporting upon the straw.
Wishing for points he ty'd them fast,
together as they lay ”