The King he laughed and swore by St. Bittel
"I did not think I had been worth so little!
—Now secondly tell me, without any doubt,
How soon I may ride this whole world about."
"You must rise with the sun, and ride with the same,
Until the next morning he riseth again;
And then your grace need not make any doubt,
But in twenty-four hours you'll ride it about."
The King he laughed and swore by St. John,
"I did not think it could be gone so soon!