"Nowe stande you still, my good lordes all, Under the grene wood spraye; And I will wend to yonder fellowe, To weet what he will saye. 20 "God speede, God speede thee," sayd our king, "Thou art welcome, sir," sayd hee; "The readyest waye to Drayton Basset I praye thee to shewe to mee." "To Drayton Basset woldst thou goe 25 Fro the place where thou dost stand, The next payre of gallowes thou comest unto, Turne in upon thy right hand." "That is an unreadye waye," sayd our king, "Thou doest but jest I see; 30 Nowe shewe me out the nearest waye, And I pray thee wend with mee." "Awaye with a vengeance!" quoth the tanner: "I hold thee out of thy witt: All daye have I rydden on Brocke my mare, 35 And I am fasting yett." "Go with me downe to Drayton Basset, No daynties we will spare; All daye shalt thou eate and drinke of the best, And I will paye thy fare." 40 "Gramercye for nothing," the tanner replyde, "Thou payest no fare of mine: I trowe I've more nobles in my purse, Than thou hast pence in thine." "God give thee joy of them," sayd the king, 45 "And send them well to priefe;" The tanner wolde faine have beene away, For he weende he had beene a thiefe. "What art thou," hee sayde, "thou fine fellòwe? Of thee I am in great feare; 50 For the cloathes thou wearest upon thy backe Might beseeme a lord to weare." "I never stole them," quoth our king, "I tell you, sir, by the roode;" "Then thou playest, as many an unthrift doth, 55 And standest in midds of thy goode."[L56] "What tydinges heare you," sayd the kynge, "As you ryde farre and neare?" "I heare no tydinges, sir, by the masse, But that cowe-hides are deare." 60 "Cowe-hides! cowe-hides! what things are those? I marvell what they bee?" "What, art thou a foole?" the tanner reply'd; "I carry one under mee." "What craftsman art thou?" sayd the king; 65 "I praye thee tell me trowe:" "l am a barker, sir, by my trade; Nowe tell me what art thou?" "I am a poore courtier, sir," quoth he, "That am forth of service worne; 70 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." 76