At the foot of the coffin was the sheers pendent, the bodkin rampant, and the thimble enclosed in three ermins.
When the Corpse was conveyed down stairs, each person was served decently round with a leaf of red cabbage, instead of a sprig of rosemary. Then the Corpse was hoisted on the shoulders of six piece-brokers, having each of them this motto:
The Taylor steals, we buy.
The pall was supported by those who sold stay-tape, buckram, and canvas.
The Corpse was followed down Cloth-fair by thirty-six master-taylors, each having a yard in his right-hand, with a parchment streamer at the end of it, with this motto:
We Taylors by our art and trade
Do often mend what God hath made.
Next followed twenty-four[113] woolen-drapers, two-by-two, bearing on their breasts this motto:
We deal in wool, but can’t forbear
To deal, alas! some times in hair.