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YOU subjects of England, come listen a while; Here is a new ditty will make you to smile. It is of a king and a keeper also, Who met in a forest some winters ago. O early, O early, all in the morning, King William rose early all in the morning, And a gown of grey russet King William put on, As tho he had been some silly poor man, The hounds were ready prepar'd for Game, No nobles attended of honour and fame: But like a mean subject, in homely array, He to his own forest was taking his way. Oh. then bespoke Mary, our most royal queen, My gracious lord, pray where are you going? He answered, I count him to be no wise man, That will his counsel tell unto a woman. The queen, with a modest behaviour reply'd, I wish that kind providence may be your guide, To keep you from danger, my sovereign lord, The which will the greatest of blessings afford.
He went to the forest some pleasure to spy, Where the hounds run swift; the keeper drew nigh, How dare you, bold fellow, how dare you come here, Without the King's leave, to chace his fair deer. Here are my three hounds, I will give them to you, And likewise my hawks, as good as e'er flew; Besides I will give you full forty shillings, If thou wilt not betray me to William our king. I am one of his subjects, I am one of his force, And I am come hither to run a course. Get you gone, you bold fellow, you run no course here Without the leave of King William forbear. All that I have proffer'd, I pr'ythee now take, And do thy endeavour my peace to make, Besides forty shillings I will give thee a ring, If thou wilt not betray me to William our King. Your three hounds, I tell you, I never will take, Nor yet-your three hawks, your peace to make, Nor will I be brib'd by your forty shillings, But I will betray you to William our King.
As I am a keeper, I will not be unjust, Nor for a gold ring will I forfeit my trust; I will bring you before him as sure as a gun, And there you shall answer for what you have done, Thou art a bold fellow the King he reply'd, What dost thou not see the star on my side? This forest is mine, I would have you to know, Then what is the reason you threaten me so? With then the bold keeper he fell on his knees, A trembling fear all his spirits did seize, The picture of death appear'd en his face; He knew not at first that the King was in place. O pardon, O pardon, my sovering liege, For your royal pardon I beg and beseech. Alas! my poor heart in my breast is cold; O let me not suffer for being so bold. Get up honest fellow, and shake off thy fears; In the there is nothing of folly appears: If every one was as faithful as thee, What a blessed prince would king William be! Because I'd encourage such fellows as you, I'll make the my ranger: If that will not do, Thou shalt be a captain by sea or by land, And high in my favour thou ever shalt stand. The keeper reply'd, my sovereing lord, Sure I am not worthy of such a reward; Yet nevertheless your true keeper I'll be, Because I am fearful to venture to sea. At which the King laugh'd till his sides he did hold, And threw him down fifty bright guineas in gold, And bid him make haste to Kensington Court, Where of this jest he would make much sport. And when you come there, pray ask for long Jack, Who wears pomegranates of gold on his back; Likewise a green pheasant upon his right sleeve, I warrant he's a true man, you may him bellieve. He's one of my porters who stands my gate, To let in my nobles both early and late, And there 'ore good fellow, come up without fear, I'll make the my ranger of parks far and near.