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TANNER OF TAMWORTH. 27
And faine I wolde thy prentise bee, Thy cunninge for to learne."
" Marrye heaven forfend," the tanner replyde,
" That thou my prentise were ; Thou woldst spend more good than I shold winne
By fortye shilling a yere." n
" Yet one thinge wolde I," sayd our king,
" If thou wilt not seeme strange ; Thoughe my horse be better than thy mare,
Yet with thee I faine wold change." so
"Why if with me thou faine wilt change,
As change full well maye wee, By the faith of my bodye, thou proude fellowe,
I will have some boot of thee."
" That were against reason," sayd the king, 85
" I sweare, so mote I thee ; My horse is better than thy mare,
And that thou well mayst see."
" Yea, sir, but Brocke is gentle and mild,
And softly she will fare; so
Thy horse is unrulye and wild, i-wiss, Aye skipping here and theare."
" What boote wilt thou have ? " our king reply'd ; " Now tell me in this stound ;" |
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