] Sirrah,
You have an old cottage; if you will make
Me that over by deed of gift, I am content
To draw my action.
ANOTHER POOR MAN.
My house? why, 'tis my goods,
My wife, my land, my horse, my ass, or anything
That is his. No, you caterpillar, I will never make
Away my house; I will die first.
KNIGHT.[304]
But tell me, sir,
How much would you have of them for their trespass?
FARMER.
Marry, forty[305] shillings, and yet I befriend them.
Why, sir, I hope you will not pay it for them?
KNIGHT.
But I will. Sirrah, bailiff, I will answer
The poor men's debts, and come home to me for thy fee
Anon. Go, old men; get you home, and praise God.
ONE POOR [MAN.]
Marry, Jesus bless you. Neighbour, how many such
Good knights have you now-a-days?
ANOTHER.
Too few, neighbour; the more is the pity.
But come, lets away. [_Exeunt_.
KNIGHT.
But who comes here?
_Enter_ PERIN _and_ HONESTY.
PERIN.
God save you, gentlemen. The king greets you, and at this time
Having some occasion to use money, hath sent to know
What you that be knights and squires will lend his grace;
And you, Master Farmer: be brief, sir[s,] for I cannot stay.
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