Saying, Surely he ‘is’ some prodigal,
That hath sold his fathers land.
The butchers stepped to jolly Robìn,
Acquainted with him for to be ;
Come, brother, one said, we be all of one trade,
Come, will you go dine with me ?
Accurst of his heart, said jolly Robìn,
That a butcher doth deny ;
I will go with you, my brethren true,
As fast as I can hie. {178}