’I doubt,’ quoth Richard, ’to be hanged att the least.’
’Nay,’ quoth the messenger, ’you doe mistake;
Our king prepares a great feast for your sake.’
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’Then,’ said the miller, ’now by my troth, messenger,
Thou hast contented my worshipp full well:
Hold! there is three farthings to quite thy great gentleness
For these happy tydings which thou dost me tell.
Let me see! hearest thou me? tell to our king,
Wee’le wayte on his mastershipp in euerye thing.’