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36 THE KING AND MILLER OF MANSFIELD.
Or art thou not troubled with the scabbado ? " " I pray," quoth the king, " what creatures are those ? " ro
" Art thou not lowsy nor scabby ? " quoth he : " If thou beest, surely thou lyest not with mee."
This caus'd the king, suddenlye, to laugh most heartilye, Till the teares trickled fast downe from his eyes. Then to their supper were they set orderlye, 7s
With hot bag-puddings, and good apple-pyes ; Nappy ale, good and stale, in a browne bowle, "Which did about the board merrilye trowle.
" Here," quoth the miller, " good fellowe, I drinke to thee, And to all courtnalls that courteous be." «> " I pledge thee," quoth our king, " and thanke thee heartilye For my good welcome in everye degree: And here, in like manner, I drinke to thy sonne." " Do then," quoth Richard, " and quicke let it come."
"Wife," quoth the miller, "fetch me forth light-
And of his sweetnesse a little we'll taste."
A fair ven'son pastye brought she out presentlye,
" Eate," quoth the miller, " but, sir, make no