[94.] He that buys a Horse in _Smithfield_, and does not look upon him with a pair of Spectacles, before he buys him, makes his Horse and himself a pair of sorrowful Spectacles for others to look at. [110.] Upon a time Maister _Hobson_ lying in saint Albones, there came certaine musitions to play at his chamber doore, to the intent as they filled his eares with their musicke, he should fil their purses with mony: whereupon he bad one of the servants of the Inne (that waited upon him) to goe and tell them that hee could not then indure to heare their musicke for he mourned for the death of his mother, so the musitians disapoynted of their purpose went sadly all away. The fellow heard him speake of mourning, asked him how long agoe it is since he buried his mother; truely (quoth maister _Hobson_) it is now very neare forty yeares agoe. The fellow understanding his subtilty, and how wittily he sent away the musitians, laughed very hartely. [52.] On a Winters evening a Country husband man went to fetch his wives kine home to milk, and driving them into the back side, hee forgot to shut the gate, and hee comes into the house, sits him down by the fire side. The kine finding the gate open, ranne trotting and lowing downe the durty lane, toward the field, and the mans daughter looking forth at the doore and seeing them, cries out to her mother, Faith my father is a fine man, I think the kine are gone to the devill, shall I goe after them? No (quoth her mother) daughter, you are too forward: Let your father goe, he's fitter, he has his hie shoone on. _A Song._ Sir _Francis_, Sir _Francis_, Sir _Francis_ his Son, [121.] Sir _Robert_ and eke Sir _William_ did come, And eke the good Earl of _Southampton_ March't on his way most gallantly; And then the Queen began to speak, Youre welcome home Sir _Francis Drake_. Then came my Lord Chamberlain, and with his white staffe, And all the people began for to laugh. _The Queen's Speech._-- Gallants all of British bloud, Why do ye not saile on th' Ocean flood? I protest ye'are not all worth a Philberd Compared with Sir Humphrey Gilberd. _The Queen's Reason._ For he walkt forth in a rainy day, To the new-found Land he took his way, With many a gallant fresh and green; He never came home agen.[F. 243] God bless the Queen. [Footnote 243: Sir _Humphrey Gilbert_ was half-brother to Sir _Walter Raleigh_, and was a famous navigator of Elizabeth's reign. In 1583 he took possession of Newfoundland, but his ship foundered on the voyage home, 9th September 1584.]