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 In troth, said the Tinkler,

Its naping brpwn ale.

And for to drink with you

In troth I’ll not fail;

For altho’ that ycur jecket

Seems glorious and fine.

Yet I hope that my twopence

Is as good as thine.

And by myself laddie.

The truth you have spoke.

So the king and the Tinkler

Began for to joke:

He call’d for a Pitcher

The Tinkler another.

So at it they went

Like brother and brother.

While drinking, the King

Was pleased to say,

What news honest laddie

What news I do pray;

No news, said the Tinkler

No news I do bear,

But the King’s gone a hunting

His fair fallow Deer.

And Oh! if that I,

So happy might be.

While the King’s gone a hunting,

His Grace I might see;