COMICAL HISTORY
OF THE
COURTIER AND TINKER
CHAPTER I.
_The Courtier finds the Tinker asleep; he has him carried in
that posture to his house; lays him on a Bed in a
stately Room with rich Clothes by him; feasts and
entertains him with fine Music; makes him
drunk, and then conveys him
back again._
A Courtier one day riding along with his retinue espied a Tinker who had
been taking a very early draught to quench the spark in his throat,
lying fast asleep, and snoring under a sunny bank, having made his
budget into his pillow, to rest his drowsy head upon; and the
Courtier's country house not being far off, he immediately caused his
servants to take him up very softly, and carry him thither, then to put
him in a stately bed in the next chamber, pull off his foul shirt, and
put on him a clean one, then convey away his old clothes, and lay rich
ones by him. This was punctually observed. The Tinker being thus laid,
slept soundly till evening; when rousing up between sleeping and waking,
and being dry, as drunkards usually are, he began to call for some
drink, but was greatly frighted to find himself in such a palace,
furnished with lights and attendants about him, that bowed to him, and
harmonious music, accompanied with most charming voices, but none of
them to be seen. Whereupon looking for his old clothes and budget, he
found a muff and rich attire glistening with gold by him, which made him
fancy himself metamorphosed from a Tinker to a Prince. He asked many
questions, but in vain, yet being willing to rise, the attendants
arrayed him in the richest attire; so then he looked on all sides
admiring the sudden change of fortune, and as proud as a peacock when he
spreads his tail against the glittering beams of the sun. And being
arrayed, they had him into another room, where was a costly banquet
prepared, and placed him in a chair, under a fine canopy, fringed with
gold, being attended with wine in gilded cups. At first he strained
courtesy, but being entreated to sit down, the banquet being solely at
his disposal, he fell to most heartily. Then after supper they plied him
with so much wine, as to make him dead drunk, then stripped him, and put
on his old clothes; they carried him as they had brought him, and laid
him in the same posture they found him, being all this time asleep; and
when he awoke he took all that had happened before for a vision, telling
it wherever he came, that he had really and verily dreamed he had been a
prince, telling them as well as he could all that had happened, but
plainly he saw now again his fortune would raise him no higher than to
mend old kettles; yet he made the following song for the fraternity to
sing at their leisure:--
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