For that he hath done here.
Quoth he, that Target is full dear, [13.]
I swear by Gods good Mother:
Quoth she, my Lord, I dare protest,
’Tis worth five hundred other;
He strook it in the special place, [p. 138.]
Where greatest need was found,
Spending his brass and target both,
To make it safe and sound.
Before all Tinkers in the Land,