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THE KING AND MILLER OF MANSFIELD. 35
Then our king presentlye, making lowe cour-tesye, With his hatt in his hand, thus he did say; « " I have no passport, nor never was servitor, But a poor courtyer, rode out of my way: And for your kindness here offered to mee, , I will requite you in everye degree."
Then to the miller his wife whisper'd secretlye, a> Saying, " It seemeth, this youth's of good kin,
Both by his apparel, and eke by his manners ; To turne him out, certainlye were a great sin."
" Yea," quoth hee, " you may see he hath some grace,
When he doth speake to his betters in place."
"Well," quo' the millers wife, "young man, ye're
welcome here; ei
And, though I say it, well lodged shall be : Fresh straw will I have laid on thy bed so
brave, And good brown hempen sheets likewise," quoth
shee. " Aye," quoth the good man ; " and when that is
done, us
Thou shalt lye with no worse than our own
sonne."
" Nay, first," quoth Eichard, " good-fellowe, tell me true, Hast thou noe creepers within thy gay hose ? |
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