The Poetical Works of John Skelton, Volume 1 (of 2)Skelton, John
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The Poetical Works of John Skelton, Volume 1 (of 2)
Skelton, John
English poetry -- Early modern, 1500-1700
thee, they shall strike of thy heade; for Skelton thoughte it better that
such a false knaue shoulde lose hys head then to liue. Then John miller
was very sad, & bethought him how to bring it to passe. Then he remembred
that ther was a man left hangyng vppon the galowes the day before, went
preuely in the nyght and tooke him downe, and cut of his head, and put it
vpon a pole, & brake a hole into the stable, and put in a candle lighted,
thrustyng in the head a lytle & a lytle. The men watching the stable,
seynge that, got them selues neare to the hole (thinkinge that it was his
head), & one of them wyth hys sworde cutte it of. Then they for gladnesse
presented it vnto theyr master, leauynge the stable doore open: then
John miller went in, and stole away the gelding. Master Skelton, lookyng
vppon the head, sawe it was the theues head that was left hangyng vpon
the galowes, sayd, Alas, how ofte hath this false knaue deceiued vs! Go
quickly to the stable agayne, for I thinke my geldyng is gone. Hys men,
goyng backe agayn, found it euen so. Then they came agayn, and told their
maister hys horse was gone. Ah, I thought so, you doltish knaues! said
Skelton; but if I had sent wise men about it, it had not ben so. Then
Skelton sent for the miller, and asked hym if hee coulde tell where hys
horse was. Safe ynough, maister, sayde the miller: for hee tolde Skelton
all the matter how hee had done. Well, sayd Skelton, consyderyng hys
tale, sayd, that he was worthie to bee hanged, For thou doost excell
all the theeues that euer I knew or heard of; but for my promise sake I
forgeue thee, vpon condition thou wilte become an honest man, & leaue all
thy crafte & false dealyng. And thus John miller skaped vnpunished.
¶ How Skelton was in prison at the commaundement of the cardinall. [Tale
xiv.]
On a tyme Skelton did meete with certain frendes of hys at Charyng
crosse, after that hee was in prison at my lord cardynals commaundement:
& his frende sayd, I am glad you bee abrode amonge your frendes, for you
haue ben long pent in. Skelton sayd, By the masse, I am glad I am out
indeede, for I haue ben pent in, like a roche or fissh, at Westminster
in prison. The cardinal, hearing of those words, sent for him agayne.
Skelton kneling of hys knees before hym, after long communication to
Skelton had, Skelton desyred the cardinall to graunte hym[145] a boun.
Thou shalt haue none, sayd the cardynall. Thassistence desirid that he
might haue it graunted, for they thought it should be some merye pastime
that he wyll shewe your grace. Say on, thou hore head, sayd the cardynall
to Skelton. I pray your grace to let me lye doune and wallow, for I can
kneele no longer.
¶ Howe the vinteners wife put water into Skeltons wine. Tale xv.
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