Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 5 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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" Wherat ? " then sayd our kyng,
" I pray thee tell me : " " At such a but, syr," he sayd,
" As men use in my countree."                       200
"Wyllyam went into a fyeld,
And his to brethren with him, There they set vp to hasell roddes,
Twenty score paces betwene.
" I hold him an archar," said Cloudesle, 205 " That yonder wande cleveth in two: "
"Here is none suche," sayd the kyng, " Nor none that can so do."
" I shall assaye, syr," sayd Cloudesle,
" Or that I farther go: "                                   210
Cloudesle, with a bearyng arow, Clave the wand in to.
" Thou art the best archer," then said the king,
" Forsothe that ever I se :" " And yet for your love," said Wylliam, as
" I wyll do more maystry.
" I have a sonne is seven yere olde, He is to me full deare ;
197. At what a butte now, wold ye shot. Peecy.