’God saue your worshippe,’ then said the messenger,
’And grant your ladye her owne harts desire;
And to your sonne Richard good fortune and happinesse,
That sweet younge gentleman and gallant squier!
Our king greets you well, and thus doth say;
You must come to the court on St Georges day.
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’Therfore in any case fayle not to be in place.’
’I-wis,’ quoth the miller, ’it is an odd iest!
What shold wee doe there?’ he sayd, ’infaith I am halfe afraid.’