Printed on the same sheet as the Sir John Barley-corne of the Roxburghe Collection is another old ballad of probably the same date, the author of which is unknown. It has no illustration, and is entitled:—
A new Ballad for you to looke on, How mault doth deale with everyone.
To the tune of Triumph and Joy.
Mas Mault he is a genleman, And hath beene since the world began, I never knew yet any man, That could match with Master Mault, Sir,
I never knew any match Mault but once, The Miller with his grinding stones, He laid them so close that he crusht his bones; You never knew the like, Sir.
Mault, Mault, thou art a flowre; Thou art beloved in every bowre, Thou canst not be missing one halfe howre; You never saw the like, Sir.
For laying of his stones so close Mault gave the Miller a copper nose, Saying, Thou and I will never be foes, But unto thee I sticke, Sir. {302}
Mault gave the miller such a blow, That from his horse he fell full low; He taught him his master Mault for to know; You never saw the like, Sir,