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And bringing money, thou shalt be
Always my chiefest guest.
For say thou should’st pursued be
* With twenty hues and cries,
With Argus' hundred eyes:
• Yet in my house thou shalt be safe ;
Such privy ways there be,
. They could not find out thee.'
And so carousing in their cups,
Their pleasures to content,
His money wholly spent.
Which being done, to Ludlow then
He did provide to go,
His minion would it so.
And once or twice he thought to take
His father by the way;
Took order for his stay.*
Directly to his uncle then
He rode with might and main ;
He did him entertain. i. e. For stopping and apprehending him at his father's. Percy. A se'nnight's space he stayed there,
Until it chanced so,
His kinsman needs must ride with him ;
And when he saw right plain,
In coming home again,
Most suddenly, within a wood,
He struck his uncle down,
So sore he crack'd his crown.
And fourscore pound, in ready coin,
Out of his purse he took,
The country quite forsook.
To Sarah Milwood then he came,
Showing his store of gold;
To her he plainly told.
Tush, it's no matter, George, (quoth she)
So we the money have,
" And deck us fine and brave.'
And thus they lived in filthy sort,
Till all his store was gone :
I wis, poor George had none.
And therefore now, in railing sort,
She thrust him out of door : Which is the just reward they get,
That spend upon a whore.
Oh! do me not this foul disgrace,
In this my need ;' quoth he.
With all despite might be.
And to the constable she went,
To have him apprehended;
He had the law offended.
When Barnwell saw her drift,
To sea he got straightway ; Where fear, and dread, and conscience' sting,
Upon himself doth stay.
Unto the mayor of London then
He did a letter write,
He did at large recite.
Whereby she apprehended was,
And then to Ludlow sent : Where she was judg'd, condemn'd, and hang’d,
For murder, incontinent.
And there this gallant quean did die,
This was her greatest gains : For murder, in Polonia
Was Barnwell hang'd in chains.
Lo! here's the end of wilful youth,
That after harlots haunt ;
About the streets do flaunt.
KING HENRY THE SECOND AND THE MILLER OF
Henry our royal king, would ride a hunting,
To the green forest, so pleasant and fair ;
Untò merry Sherwood his nobles repair :
All a long summer's day rode the king pleasantly,
With all his princes and nobles each one ;
Till the dark evening enforc'd them turn home.
Wand'ring thus wearily, all alone, up and down,
With a rude miller he met at the last;
'Sir, (quoth the miller) your way you have lost :
You do not likely ride out of your way.'
Why, what dost thou think of me? (quoth our king
merrily,) . Passing thy judgment upon me so brief? * Good faith, (quoth the miller,) I mean not to flatter
thee : I guess
thee to be but some gentleman-thief: • Stand thee back, in the dark; light thee not down,
Lest that I presently crack thy knave's crown.'
Thou dost abuse me much, (quoth our king,) saying
thus : * I am a gentleman, and lodging I lack.' Thou hast not, (quoth the miller, one groat in thy
purse ; All thy inheritance hangs on thy back.'-I have gold to discharge all that I call ; " If it be forty pence, I will all.'
• If thou beest a true man, (then said the iniller,)
'I swear by my toll-dish, l'll lodge thee all night.' • Here's my hand, (quoth the king,) that was I
ever.' • Nay, soft, (quoth the miller,) thou may'st be a
sprite : - Better I'll know thee, ere hands I do take; ( With none but honest men hands will I shake.'
Thus they went all along unto the miller's house,
Where they were seething of puddings and souse : The miller first enter'd in, then after him the king;
Never came he in so smoky a house.
Now, (quoth he,) let me see what you are.'