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The man was old, his hair was grey— And I have heard the old man say, ‘Keep thou from royal courts away;' In proof thereof, he wont to tell The Stanley’s fatal chronicle.

Henry sat amid his court, and of the nobles there Not one with William Stanley for favour could compare; He was the royal chamberlain, and on his bended knee Within King Henry’s silver cup the red wine poured he.

There came a knight in presence there, he named my master’s name, As he stood betting golden coin upon the royal game. And on Sir Robert Clifford’s word, they took his sword away, And William Stanley to the Tower was prisoner sent that day.