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A08963
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The king and a poore n[or]therne man Shewing how a poore Northumberl[and] man, a tenant to the King, being wrong'd b[...] lawyer, (his neighbor) went to the King himsel[fe] to make knowne his grievances; full of simple mirth and merry plaine iests.
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M. P. (Martin Parker), d. 1656?
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at home and néere a come out of mine owne Countrey Thou 'st have an Attachment sayd our King charge all thou séest to take thy part Till he pay thée an hundred pound be sure thou never let him start A way is me the poore man said then you ken no whit what you now doe say A won undoe me a thousand times care he such a unckle of money will pay And more then this there 's no man at all that dare anougst him for to lift a hand For he has got so much guile in his budget that he will make them all forfeite their Land If any séeme against thée to stand be sure thou come hither straight way I marry is that all I se get for my labour then I may come trotting every day Thou art hard a beléefe then said our King to please him with letters he was right willing I sée you have taken great paines in writing with all my heart I le give you a shilling I le have none of thy shilling said our King man with thy money God give thée win He throw it into the Kings bosome the money lay cold next to his skin Beshrew thy heart then sayd our King then art a Carle something too bold Dost thou not sée I am hot with bowling the money next to my skin lies cold I neere wist that before said the poore man before sicke time as I come hither If the Lawyers in our Country thought t was cold they would not heape up so much together The King call'd up his Treasurer and bad him fetch him twenty pound If ever thy errant lye here away I le beare thy charges up and downe When the poore man saw the gold downe tendred for to receive it he was willing If I had thought the King had had so mickle gold beshrew my heart I de a kept my shilling Now farewell good fellow quoth the King sée that my commands you well doe kéepe And when that the Lawyer you have in your hands looke that he doe pay you before he doe sléepe Gods benison light on your soule then he sayd and fend you and yours where ever you gang If that I doe ever méete with your fewd foes I se sweare with this staffe that their hide I won bang And farewell brave lads now unto you all I wod all may win and neane of you léesse Haude take this same tester héere amongst you own I ken that you Courtiers doe all looke for sées Thus with a low curtsie of them he tooke leave thinking from the Court for to take his way But some of the Gentlemen then of the Kings would néeds invite him at dinner to stay A little intreate did soone serve his turne a thought himsel as good a man as them all But where quoth he fall I have this same feast then straight way they ushered him into the hall Such store of Chéere on the boord there was plast that made the Countryman much for to muse Quoth he I doe thinke you are all crauty knaves that such a service you will not refuse I ne're saw such slipperdeslapper before here kéele I doe thinke is made of a whetstone Méer's dousets and flappjacks and I ken not what I thinke in the world such feasts there is none When he had well dind and filled his panch then to the Wineceller they had him straight way Where they with good Claret brave old Canary they with a Foxe taile him soundly did pay So hard they did ply him with these strong wines that he did wrong the long seames of his hose That two men were fayne to leade him up stayres so making indentures away then he goes The poore man got home next Sunday the Lawyer soone him did espy Oh sir you have béene a stranger long I thinke from me you have kept you by It was for you indéed sayd the poore man the matter to the King as I have tell I did as neighbours put it in my head and made a submission to 'th King my sell What a Déel didst thou with the king said the lawyer could not neighbors and friends agrée thée and me The Déel a neighbor or friend that I had that would a bin sicke a 〈…〉 He has gin me a Letter but I know not what they caâ—… but if the Kings words be true to me When you have read and perus'd it over I hope you l leave and let me be He has gin me another but I know what t is but I charge you all to hold him fast Pray you that are learned this letter reade which presently made them all agast Then they did reade this letter plaine the Lawyer must pay him a hundred pound You sée the Kings letter the poore man did say and unto a post he fall straight way be bound Then unto a post they tyde him fast and all men did rate him in cruell sort The Lads and the Lasses and all in the towne at him had great glée pastime and sport I le pay it I le pay it the Lawyer said the attachment I sée is good and fayre Thou must néeds something credit me till I goe home and fetch some meare Credit nay that 's it the King forbad he bad if I got thée I should thée stay The Lawyer payd him an hundred pound in ready money ere he went away Would every Lawyer were served thus from troubling poore men they would cease They'd either shew them a good cause why or else they 'd let them live in peace And thus I end my merry Tale which shewes the plaine mans simplenesse And the Kings great mercy in righting his wrongs and the Lawyers fraud and wickednesse FINIS M. P.
le first heare what he will say When the porter came to the Noble man he said he would shew him a pretty sport There 's sicke a Clowne come to the gate as came not this seven yéeres to the Court He cals all Knaves the King doth kéepe he raps at gate and makes great din He 's passing liberall of reward héed give a good single penny to be let in Let him in then said the Noble man come in fellow the Porter gan say If thou come within thy selfe he said thy staffe behind the gate must stay And this Cuckolds curre must lig behind what a déele what a cur hast got with thée The King will take him up for his owne sel I se warrant when as he him doth sée Be shrew thy limbs then said the poore man then maest thou count me foole or worse I wat not what bankrout lies by the King for want of money he may picke my purse That 's to be feard then the Porter said I se wish you to goe in well arm'd For the King he hath got mickle company and among them all you may soone be harm'd Let him in with his staffe and his dog said the Lord with that he gave a nod with 's head a beck with knée If you be sir King then said the poore man as I can very well thinke ye be For I was told ere I came from home you 're the goodliest man ere I saw beforne With so many Iingle iangles about ones necke as is about yours I never saw none I am not the King then said the Nobleman Fellow although I have a proud coat If you be not the King helpe me to the spéech of him you séeme a good fellow I se give you a groat Gramercy said the Nobleman the rewards so great I cannot say nay I le goe know the Kings pleasure if I can till I come againe be sure thou stay Héere 's sicke a staying then said the poore man be like the King 's better then any in our countrey I might ha gaue to 'th farthest nuke i th house neither Lad nor lowne to trouble me When the Nobleman came to the King he said he should shew his Grace good sport Here 's such a clowne come to the Gate as came not this seven yeares to 'th Court. He cals all Knaves your Highnesse kéepes and more then that he termes them worse Héel not come in without his Staffe and his dog for feare some Bankerout will picke his purse Let him in with his staffe and his dog said our King that of his sport we may sée some Wée le sée how hée le handle every thing as soone as the match of Bowles is done The Nobleman led him through many a roome and through many a Gallery gay What a déele doth the King with so many toome houses that he gets um not fild with Corne and Hay What gars these bables and babies all some ill have they done that they hang by the wals And staring aloft at the golden roofe toppe at a step he did stumble and downe he falles Stand up good fellow the Nobleman said what art thou drunke or blinde I trow I se neither am blind nor drunke he sed although in my Saule you ought are so It is a disease said the Lord againe that many a good man is troubled withall Quoth the Country man theÌ„ yet I made your proud stones to kisse my backside though they gan me a fall At last they spide the King in an Ally yet from his game he did not start The day was so hot that he cast off his Doublet he had nothing from the wast up but his shirt Loe yonder 's the King said the Noble man behold Fellow loe where he goes Beléevet hée s some unthrift sayes the poore man that has lost his money and pawnd his cloaths How hapt he hath gat ne're a coate to his backe this bowling I like not it hath him undone I se warrant that fellow that 's in those gay cloaths he hath his coyne and his dublet won But when he came before the King the Nobleman did his curtesie The poore man followed after him gave a nod with his head a becke with his knâ—… If you be sir King then said the poore man as I can hardly thinke ye be Here is a gude fellow that brought me hither is liker to be King then ye I am the King his Grace now said Fellow let me thy cause understand If you be sir King I me a tenant ' of yours that was born up brought within your land There dwels a Lawyer hard by me and fault in my lease he sayes he hath found And all was for felling of five poore Ashes to build a house upon my owne ground Hast thou a lease here sayd the King or canst thou shew to me the déed He put it into the Kings owne hand and said Sir 't is heere if that you can reade Why what if I cannot said our King that which I cannot another man may I have a boy of mine owne not seaven yeares old a will read you as swift as youl l â—unith highway Le ts sée thy lease then said our King then from his blacke boxe he puld it out He gave it into the King owne hand with foure or five knots ty'd fast in a clout Wéest néere unloose these knote sayd the King he gave it to one that behind him did stay It is proud horse then said the poore man will not carryes owne provender along the highway Pay me forty shilling as I se pay you I will not thinke much to unloose a knot I would I were so occupied every day I de unloose a score an um for a groat When the King had gotten these letters read and found the truth was very so I warrant thée thou hast not forfeit thy lease if that thou hadst feld five ashes moe I every one can warrant me but all your warrants are not worth a flée For he that troubles me and will not let me goe neither cares for warrant of you nor me The Lawyer he is sike a crafty else a will make a foole of twenty such as we And if that I said gang hang my sel I se trow he and I sud néere agrée For he 's too wise for all our Towne and yet we ha got crauty knaves beside He le undoe me and my wife and Bearnes alas that ever I saw this tide Thou 'st have an Iniunction said our King from troubling of thée he will cease Hée 'le either shew thée a good cause why or else hée 'le let thee live in peace What 's that Iniunction sayes the poore man good sir to me I pray you say Why it is a letter I le cause to be written but art thou simple as thou she well for to day Why if 't be a letter I 'me néere the better kéep't to your selfe and trouble not me I could ha had a letter cheaper written