YOUTH

¶ Sir by God that me dear bought I see your conning is little or nought And I should follow your scole Soon you would make a foal Therefore crake no longer here Least I take you on the ear And make your head to ache Sir I pray the hold thy peace And talk to me of no goodness And soon look thou go thy way Less with my dagger I the slay In faith if thou move my hat Thou shalt be weary of thy part Or thou and I have done Gods fast what is that to me Thou daw Wilt thou rede me In my youth to loose my ioylitie Hence knave and go thy way Or with my dagger I shall the slay you marry sire I pray you of that Me think it were a good sighed of your back I would see your heles hither And your brother and you together Fettered fine fast I wis and I had the kay you should sing well away Or I let you loose And thou come hither again I will send y e hers in the devils nam What now, I may have my space To jet here in this place Before I might not steer When the churl charity was here But now among all this cheer I would I had some company here I wis mi brother Riot would help me For to beat charytye And his brother to By our Lady he did promote the To make the preach at the galowe tre But sir how didst thou escape Gods foot thou didst enough there For to be made knight of the colere. Now sir by this light That would I fain see And I plighted the so God me save That a surer tolere thou shalt have And because gold colers be so good cheap Unto the roper I shall speak To make the one of a good price And that shall be of warranty see. Marry Riot I thank the That thou Wilt be stow it on me And for the pleasure so be it I would not charity should us meet And turn us again For right now he was with me And said he would go to Humility And come to me again I shall help the if I can To drive a way that hang man Herke Riot thou shalt understand I am heir of my father's land And now they be come to my hand Me think it were best therefore That I had one man more To wait me upon Sir I thank the by the rood For Thy counsel that is so good And I command me ento now Under the techyage of Riot and you ¶thou art a ready messcogert Come hither to me my Heart so dear you dewelcome to me as the Heart in my body ✿Masters will you to tavern walk A word with you there will I talk And give you the wine Pride I thank you of your labour That you had to fetch this fair flower Verily well she pleased me For she is courteis gentle and see How do you fair Lady How fare you tell me Riot I would be at the tavern fain Least charity us meet and turn us again Than would I be sorry because of this fairy ladi Now let us go that we were there To make this Lady some cheer Fair Lady I thank the On the same wise you shall have me when so ever you please Go to it then hardly, and let us be agate He turned his tale he is afeard But faith he shall be skerd He weeneth by flattering to please us again But he laboureth all in vain ¶By my truth I you tell They would become him very well therefore hie that they were on Unto the tavern that we were gone Now have at it by cocks bones And soon let us goo Aback galants and look unto me And take me for your special For I am promoted to hie degree By right I am king eternal Neither duke ne lord, Baro ̄ ne knight that may be likened unto me they be subdued to me by right As servants to their Master's should be Sayest thou my brains thou Wilt steer I shall late the on the ear were thou born in trumpyngton And brought up at Hogs norton By m faith it seemeth so well go knave go I warrant thee I will not do So I will be ruled by you two Why knave doth it grieve thee Thou shall not answer for me when my soul hangs on the hedge once Then take thou and cast stones As fast as thou Wilt Sir by my truth I the say I will make merry while I may I can not tell you how long You sir by God that me dear bought Me think you labour all for nought Wenest thou that I will for thee Or they brother Charity Forsake this good company while I have life in my body Shall I be ruled by Riot and the I thank the Riot so mote I the For the counsel thou haste given me I will follow thy mind in every thing And guide me after thy learning what say you master Charity what hath God bought for me By my troth I know not whither that he goes in white or black He came never at the stues Nor in no place where I do use Iwis he bought not my cap Nor yet my ioylie hat I wot not what he hath bought for me And he bought any thing of mine I will give him a quart of wine The next time I him meet Here all sin I forsake And to God I me betake Good Lord I pray the have no indignation That I a sinner should ask salvation Sir I pray God be your speed And help you at your need I for sak you also And will not have with you to do You sir even so For now a days he is not set by Without he be unthrifty Why knave what is that to the Wilt thou let me to praise my body Whi should I not praise it & it be goodli I will not let for the You horson trowest thou so Be beware jest thou thither go Hence caitiff go the way Or with my dagger I shall the slay Hens knave out of this place Or I shall lay the on the face Sayest thou that I shall go to hell For ever more there to dwell I had lever thou had evil fare ¶what sirs above the sky I had need of a ladder to climb so hie But what and the ladder slip Than I am deceived yet And if I fall I catch a quecke I may fortune to break my neck And that joint is ill to set Nay nay not so ¶ What me think you be clerkyshe For you speak good gibbryshe Sir I pray you and you have any store Soil me a question or you cast out any more Least when your conning is all done My question have no solution Sir and it please you this Whi do me ̄ eat mustered with salt fish Sir I pray you soil me this question That I have put to your discretion ✿ No sir I think you will not fight But to take a men purs in the night You will not sai nay For such holy caitiffs Were wont to be thieves And such would be hanged as hie As a man may see with his eye In faith this same, is true A yet of God thou Wilt not cease Till I fight in good earnesse On my faith I tell the true if I fight thou Wilt it rue All the days of thy life. I love well thy discrescion For thou art all of one condition Thou art stable and steadfast of mind And not chaungable as the wind But sir I pray you at the jest Tell me more of that jest That thou told me right now Moreover I shall tell the The mayre of London sent for me Forth of Newgate for to come For to preach at Ty one. By likelihood thou should do well enough Thou art a likely fellow ¶High the apace and come again To have a sighed I would be feign Of that Lady re Now we will fill the cup and make good cher I trust I have a noble here Herke sirs for God almighte Hearest thou not how they light In faith we shall them partly If there be any wine to fell They shall no longer together dwell No than I be shre we my Heart ¶For my sin I will morn All creatures I will turn And when I see misdoing men Good counsel I shall give them And exhort them to amend To the which eternal God bring the persons all Here being Amen. ¶ Nay nay I warrant the He hath no place for the we nest thou he will have such fools To fit on his gay stools Nay I warrant the nay Welcome Riot in the devils way Who brought the hither to day Welcome to me good fellow I prai the whence comest thou And thou wilt my servant be I shall give the gold and fee What shall I do tell me And I will be ruled by the ¶Marry sir I thank the That you would bring him unto me ¶ I pray you hither thou do her bring For she is to my liking Sir I pray you tell me How may this be That I know I was never bond Unto none in England How should I save it tell me now And I will be ruled after you my soul to save A back fellows and give me room Or I shall make you to avoid soon I am goodly of person I am pereles where ever I come My name is youth I tell the I flourish as the vine tre Who may be likened unto me In my youth and Jollity My hear is royal and bushed thick. My body plyaunt as a hasel styck Mine arms be both fair And strong My fingers be both fair and long My chest big as a tun My legs v foll Light for to run To hop and dance and make merry By the mass I reck not a cheery What so ever I do I am the heir of my father's land And it is come into my hand I care for no more What I wend thou hadst been henged But I see thou art escaped For it was told me here You took a man on the ear That his purse in your bosom did fly And so in Newgate you did lie ¶My Heart burns by God of might Till of that lady I have a fight Intret superbis cum ̄ luxur in et ditaf superbiam