Are condemn’d to die this day.
“Come change thy apparel with me, old man,
Come change thy apparel for mine ;
Here is forty shillings in good silvèr,
Go drink it in beer or wine.”
Oh, thine apparel is good, he said,
And mine is ragged and torn ;
Wherever you go, wherever you ride,
Laugh ne’er an old man to scorn. {306}
“Come change thy apparel with me, old churl,