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}