A fryers cote of russet and a kyrtele of worstyde weltyd with red cloth, a mowrens[93] cote of buckram, and 4 morres {cv} daunsars cotes of white fustian spangelyd and two gryne saten cotes and a dysardd’s[94] cote of cotton and 6 payre of garters with bells.” These games appear to have been discontinued at Kingston, as a parochial undertaking at least, after the above period, as the industrious inquirer found no further entries relating to them. Some of the principal characters of the morris seem to have gradually disappeared, so that at length it consisted only of the dancers, the piper, and the fool. In Mr. Tollet’s window we find neither Robin Hood nor Little John, though Marian and the frier are still distinguished performers.[95] But in the scene of one, introduced in the old play of Jacke Drum’s Entertainment, first printed in 1601, there is not the least symptom of any of the four.[96] “The taber and pipe strike up a morrice. A shoute within: A lord, a lord, a lord, who![97] _Ed._ Oh, a morrice is come, observe our country sports, ’Tis _Whitson tyde_,[98] and we must frolick it. {cvi} _Enter the morrice._ The song. Skip it, and trip it, nimbly, nimbly, Tickle it, tickle it lustily, Strike up the taber, for the wenches favour, Tickle it, tickle it lustily. Let us be seen, on Hygate greene, To dance for the honour of Holloway. Since we are come hither, let’s spare for no leather, To dance for the honour of Holloway. _Ed._ Well said, my boyes, I must have my lord’s livory: what is’t? a maypole? Troth, ’twere a good body for a courtier’s impreza, if it had but this life, Frustra florescit. Hold, cousin, hold. [_He gives the fool money._ _Foole._ Thankes, cousin, when the lord my father’s audit comes, wee’l repay you againe. Your benevolence too, sir. _Mam._ What! a lord’s sonne become a begger! _Foole._ Why not? when beggers are become lord’s sons. Come, ’tis but a trifle. _Mam._ Oh, sir, many a small make a great. _Foole._ No, sir, a few great make a many small. Come, my lords, poore and neede hath no law. _S. Ed._ Nor necessitie no right. Drum, downe with them into the celler. Rest content, rest content; one bout more, and then away. _Foole._ ‘Spoke’ like a true heart: I kisse thy foote, sweet knight. _The morrice sing and dance and exeunt._” It is therefore highly probable, as hath been already suggested, that the _May-game of Robin Hood_ and the _morris-dance_ had originally no sort of connection; that the performers had united their forces, because their joint efforts proved more successful, lucrative, or agreeable; and that, in fine, the latter gradually shook off companions from whose association they no longer derived any advantage.[99] An old writer, describing a country bridal show exhibited before Queen Elizabeth at Kenilworth Castle in 1575, {cvii} mentions “a lively moris dauns, according too the auncient manner, six daunsers, mawd Marion, and the fool.”