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‘And I ame a man in mickle debte,
And everye one craves his owne of mee;
And I am boune to London, my lorde,
Fore toe comepleanne to good King Henrye.’
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‘But even I pray the,’ saies Lord Charlles Howeerd,
‘Henrye, let me that robber see,
Where that Scoott hath teyne from the a grootte,
I’le paye the back a shillinge,’ said hee.