Saturday, January 25, 2020


 "Now, Simpkin," said John, "by Saint Cuthbert's beard,
You're always myrie and have well answered.
As I've heard, man shall take one of two things:
Such as he finds, or take such as he brings.
But specially, I pray you, mine host dear,
Give us some meat and drink and some good cheer,
And we will pay you, truly, to the full.
With empty hand no man takes hawk or gull;
Well, here's our silver, ready to be spent."
       Simpkin to the town his daughter sent
For ale and bread, and roasted them a goose,
And tied their donkey, that it might not go loose;

And then in his own chamber made a bed,
With sheets and with good blankets fairly spread,
Not from his bed more than ten feet or twelve.
The daughter Ivanka had a bed all by herself,
In the same chamber with them, by and by;
It could not well be improved, and for why?
There was no larger lodging in the place.
They ate and talked, and gained some small solace,
And drank strong ale, that evening, of the best.
Then about midnight all they went to rest.