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Itt hath been alwayes true to the weare,
I have had it foure and fortye yeare: Some time it was of cloth in graine,
'Tis now but a sigh-clout as you may fee, It will neither hold out winde nor raine;
Ill have a new cloake about mee.
Now is nowe, and then was then:
Thou kenft not clownes from gentlemen. They are clad in blacke, greene, yellowe, or'gray,'
Soe farr above their owne degree: Once in my liffe Ile ' doe as they,'
For Ill have a new cloake about mee.
ShE. King Stephen was a worthy peere,
His breeches cost him but a crowne, He held them fixpence all too deere;
He was a wight of high renowne,
And thouse but of a low degree:
Then take thine old cloake about thee.
SIR LANCELOT DU LAKE.
H EN Arthur first in court began,
And was approved king,
And conqueft home did bring.
Then into England straight he came
With fifty good and able Knights, that resorted unto him,
And were of his round table.
But one Sir Lancelott du Lake,
Who was approved well,
All others did excell.
He armed rode in forrest wide,
And met a damsell faire,
Whereto he gave good eare.
Whereas a mighty knight doth dwell,
That now is of great fame:
And what may be thy name.
" My name is Lancelott du Lake."
Quoth she, it likes me than:
Yet matcht with any man:
Who has in prison threescore knights
And four that he did wound; Knights of King Arthurs courts they be,
And of his table round.