Ye Old Mule

Original Text: 
British Library Egerton MS. 2711, fol. 25; cf. Richard Harrier, Canon (1975): 130.
1Ye old mule that think yourself so fair,
2Leave off with craft your beauty to repair,
3For it is true, without any fable,
4No man setteth more by riding in your saddle.
6        Ye old mule
8Whoso taste you shall well perceive your lair
10        Ye old mule
11Ye must now serve to market and to fair,
13For since gray hairs been powdered in your sable,
15To purchase it by payment and by prayer,
16        Ye old mule.


5] travail: hard labour.
train: those accompanying her, entourage?
appair: damage. Back to Line
7] false savour: perfume. Back to Line
9] Kappurs: colt's. Back to Line
12] panniers: baskets. Back to Line
14] The thing ye seek for: sex. Back to Line
Publication Notes: 
RPO poem Editors: 
Ian Lancashire
RPO Edition: 
RPO 1997.