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,