‘Thou horson [un]happy knaue,’ the[n] quoth the knight,
‘Speake cleanly to our [king,] or else goe shite!’
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The king and his councellors hartilye laugh at this,
While the king tooke them by the hand.
With ladyes and their maids, like to the queene of spades
The millers wiffe did most orderlye stand,
A milkemaids curtesye at euerye word;
And downe these folkes were set to the bord.
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