Says, Have thou here, thou good fellow,
Forty pence thou didst lend me:
Now I am again the lord of Linne,
And forty pounds I will give thee.

I'll make thee keeper of my forest,
Both of the wild deer and the tame;
For but I reward thy bounteous heart,
I wis, good fellow, I were to blame.

Now well-a-day! saith Joan o' the Scales:
Now well-a-day! and woe is my life!
Yesterday I was lady of Linne,

Now I'm but John o' the Scales his wife.

Now fare thee well, said the heir of Linne;

Farewell now, John o' the Scales, said he : Christ's curse light on me, if ever again

I bring my lands in jeopardy.

HEN Flora with her fragrant flowers

Bedecked the earth so trim and gay, And Neptune with his dainty showers Came to present the month of May,'

King Henry rode to take the air,

Over the river Thames past he;

When eighty merchants of London came,
And down they knelt upon their knee.

O ye are welcome, rich merchants;

Good sailors, welcome unto me.

They swore by the rood, they were sailors good, But rich merchants they could not be:

To France nor Flanders dare we pass,
Nor Bourdeaux voyage dare we fare;*
And all for a rover that lies on the seas,
Who robs us of our merchant ware.

King Henry frowned, and turned him round,
And swore by the Lord, that was mickle of might,

I thought he had not been in the world,

Durst have wrought England such unright.

The merchants sighed, and said, alas!
And thus they did their answer frame,
He is a proud Scot, that robs on the seas,
And Sir Andrew Barton is his name.

The king looked over his left shoulder,
And an angry look then looked he:
Have I never a lord in all my realm,
Will fetch yon traitor unto me?
Yea, that dare I, lord Howard says;

Yea, that dare I with heart and hand;
If it please your grace to give me leave,

Myself will be the only man.

* Travel.