Английская поэзия XIV–XX веков в современных русских переводах [билингва]

Thou art of grete ingratitude
Good mete fro us for to exclude;
Thou art not kinde but verey rude;
Farewele fro us both alle and sume.

Thou dwellest with us agenst oure wille,
And yet thou gevest us not oure fille;
For lak of mete thou woldest us spille;
Farewele fro us both alle and sume.

Above alle thinge thou art a meane
To make oure chekes bothe bare and leane;
I wolde thou were at Boughton Bleane!
Farewele fro us both alle and sume.

Come thou no more here nor in Kent,
For, if thou do, thou shalt be shent;
It is enough to faste in Lent;
Farewele fro us bothe alle and sume.

Thou maist not dwelle with none eastate;
Therfore with us thou playest chekmate.
Go hens, or we will breke thy pate!
Farewele fro us both alle and sume.

Thou maist not dwell with knight nor squier;
For them thou maiste lie in the mire;
They love not thee nor Lent, thy sire;
Farewele fro us both alle and sume.

Thou maist not dwell with labouring man,
For on thy fare no skille he can,
For he must ete bothe now and than;
Farewele fro us both alle and sume.

Though thou shalt dwell with monke and frere,
Chanon and nonne ones every yere,
Yet thou shuldest make us better chere;
Farewele fro us both alle and sume.

This time of Cristes feest natall
We will be mery, grete and small,
And thou shalt go oute of this halle;
Farewele fro us both alle and sume.

Advent is gone; Cristemas is cume;
Be we mery now, alle and sume;
He is not wise that wille be dume
In ortu Regis omnium.