Thou hast fulfilled thy promise arright. Then marry, quoth he, my girle to this knight; And heere, added hee, I will now throwe you downe A hundred pounds more to buy her a gowne. The gentlemen all, that this treasure had seene, Admired the beggar of Bednall-greene: And all those, that were her suitors before, Their fleshe for very anger they tore. Thus was faire Besse matched to the knight, And then made a ladye in others despite: A fairer ladye there never was seene, Than the blind beggars daughter of Bednall-greene. But of their sumptuous marriage and feast, What brave lords and knights thither were prest, The SECOND FITT shall set forth to your sight With marveilous pleasure, and wished delight. PART THE SECOND Off a blind beggars daughter most bright, That late was betrothed unto a younge knight; All the discourse therof you did see; But now comes the wedding of pretty Bessee. Within a gorgeous palace most brave, Adorned with all the cost they cold have, This wedding was kept most sumptuouslìe, And all for the credit of pretty Bessee. All kind of dainties, and delicates sweete Were bought for the banquet, as it was most meete; Partridge, and plover, and venison most free, Against the brave wedding of pretty Bessee. This marriage through England was spread by report, Soe that a great number therto did resort Of nobles and gentles in every degree; And all for the fame of prettye Bessee. To church then went this gallant younge knight; His bride followed after, an angell most bright, With troopes of ladyes, the like nere was scene As went with sweete Bessy of Bednall-greene. This marryage being solempnized then, With musicke performed by the skilfullest men, The nobles and gentles sate downe at that tyde, Each one admiring the beautiful bryde. Now, after the sumptuous dinner was done, To talke, and to reason a number begunn: They talkt of the blind beggars daughter most bright, And what with his daughter he gave to the knight. Then spake the nobles, "Much marveil have wee, This jolly blind beggar wee cannot here see." My lords, quoth the bride, my father's so base, He is loth with his presence these states to disgrace. "The prayse of a woman in question to bringe Before her own face, were a flattering thinge; But wee thinke thy father's baseness," quoth they, "Might by thy bewtye be cleane put awaye." They had noe sooner these pleasant words spoke, But in comes the beggar cladd in a silke cloke; A faire velvet capp, and a fether had hee, And now a musicyan forsooth he wold bee. He had a daintye lute under his arme, He touched the strings, which made such a charme, Saies, Please you to heare any musicke of mee, Ile sing you a song of pretty Bessee.