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TANNER OFTAirWOKTH. 29
*' Novve marrye, good fellowe," sayd the kyng , " Thy courtesye is but small." 120
When the tanner he was in the kinges sadelle,
And his foote in his stirrup was, He marvelled greatlye in his minde,
Whether it were golde or brass.
But when his steede saw the cows taile wagge, And eke the blacke cowe-horne, 128
He stamped, and stared, and awaye he ranne, As the devill had him borne.
The tanner he pulld, the tanner he sweat,
And held by the pummil fast; 130
At length the tanner came tumbling downe, His necke he had well-nye brast.
" Take thy horse again with a vengeance," he sayd,
" With mee he shall not byde ; " " My horse wolde have borne thee well enoughe,
But he knewe not of thy cowe-hide. im
" Yet if againe thou faine woldst change,
As change full well may wee, By the faith of my bodye, thou jolly tanner,
I will have some boote of thee." m°
" What boote wilt thou have ? " the tanner replyd, " Nowe tell me in this stounde ; |
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