Dr. Farmer has conjectured that the song should begin thus:
"Hey, jolly Robin, tell to me
How does thy lady do?
My lady is unkind perdy—
Alas, why is she so?"
But this ingenious emendation is now superseded by the proper readings of the old song itself, which is here printed from what appears the most ancient of Dr. Harrington's poetical MSS. and which has, therefore, been marked No. I. (Scil. p. 68.) That volume seems to have been written in the reign of King Henry VIII. and, as it contains many of the Poems of Sir Thomas Wyat, hath had almost all the contents attributed to him by marginal directions written with an old but later hand, and not always rightly, as, I think, might be made appear by other good authorities. Among the rest this song is there attributed to Sir Thomas Wyat also; but the discerning reader will probably judge it to belong to a more obsolete writer.
In the old MS. to the 3rd and 5th stanzas is prefixed this title, Responce, and to the 4th and 6th, Le Plaintif; but in the last instance so evidently wrong, that it was thought better to omit these titles, and to mark the changes of the Dialogue by inverted commas. In other respects the MS. is strictly followed, except where noted in the margin.—Yet the first stanza appears to be defective, and it should seem that a line is wanting, unless the four first words were lengthened in the tune.
A Robyn,
Jolly Robyn,
Tell me how thy leman[805] doeth,
And thou shalt knowe of myn.[806]
'My lady is unkynde perde.'[807]5
Alack! why is she so?
'She loveth an other better than me;
And yet she will say no.'
I fynde no such doublenes:
I fynde women true.10
My lady loveth me dowtles,
And will change for no newe.
'Thou art happy while that doeth last;
But I say, as I fynde,
That women's love is but a blast,15
And torneth with the wynde.'