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now to be brief, let's paſs o'er the reſt,

Who ſeldom or never was given to jeſt,

And come to King James the firſt on the throne,

A pleaſanter monach ſure never was known.

Once he was a chaſing his fair fallow deer,

He dropp’d all his Nobles, of them he got clear,

In ſearch of new pleaſures away he did ride,

Till he came to an ale-houſe juſt by a wood-ſide,

And there with a Tinker he happen'd to meet,

Who in this kind manner did lovingly greet.

He ſaid. Honeſt fellow, what is that in the jugg,

Which under thy arm thou doſt lovingly hugg?

In truth, ſays the Tinker, ’tis nappy brown ale,

And for to drink to thee, in troth I'll not fail;

For tho’ that thy jacket is glorious and fine,

I hope that my twopence is as good as thine.

Nay, now, by my foul, the truth ſhall be ſpoke,

Then ſtraight he ſat down with the Tinker to joke.

He call'd for a pitcher, the Tinker another,

And ſo to it they went like brother & brother.

While drinking the King was pleaſed to ſay,

What news doſt thou hear, honeſt Tinker, I pray?