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CLYM OF THE CLOUGH, ETC.
cxn And whan they came to the Kynge's courte,
Unto the pallace gate, Of no man wold they aske no leave,
But boldly went in therat.
CXIII
They presyd prestly into the hall,
Of no man had they dreade: The porter came after, and dyd them call,
And with them began to chyde.
CXIV
The usher sayde, ' Yemen, what wold ye have ?
I pray you tell to me. You myght thus make offycers shent:
Good syrs, of whence be ye ?'—
cxv ' Syr, we be outlawes of the forest,
Certayne withouten lease; And hether we be come to the Kyng,
To get us a charter of peace.'
ex VI And whan they came before our Kynge,
As it was the lawe of the lande, They kneled downe without lettyng,
And eche held up his hand.
cxvn They sayd, ' Lord, we beseche you here
That ye wyll graunt us grace ; For we have slayne your fat falowe dere
In many a sondry place.'
presyd prestly] pressed quickly, shent] ruined, lettyng] delay.
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