Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 7 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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" Noe pence nor half-pence, sir, by my faye, But I will have twentye pound."
" Here's twentye groates out of my purse, :«
And twentye I have of thine ; And I have one more, which we will spend
Together at the wine."
The king set a bugle home to his mouthe,
And blewe both loude and shrille;                   
And soone came lords, and soone came knights, Fast ryding over the hille.
" Nowe, out alas," the tanner he cryde,
" That ever I sawe this daye ! Thou art a strong thiefe; yon come thy fellowes
Will beare my cowe-hide away."                      iss
;< They are no thieves," the king replyde,
" I sweare, soe mote I thee ; But they are lords of the north country,
Here come to hunt with mee."                          iw
And soone before our king they came,
And knelt downe on the grounde ; Then might the tanner have beene awaye,
He had lever than twentye pounde.
" A coller, a coller, here," sayd the king,            iw
" A coller," he loud gan crye ;