Great thankes to the welcome,
in Churchyards behalfe:
To him that hath bleared, and cried like a Calfe.
Full well by his crying a man may now know,
Where veale may be bought of a price very low:
The head and the purtnaunce, with gather though small,
As cheape as a Shepes head, the hornes bought withall.
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REstlesse heads, I wel perceave,
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to be acquainted sure:
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Can rashly fede on matters grose
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as meate for them unpure.
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So well I doe perceave by one,
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who hath of late take payne:
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By penned verce on high Churchyard
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to welcome home agayne.
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In tauntyng wise (alas thou foole)
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what needed thus thy head
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To travaile in such flickeryng vearce,
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sith all thy wits be fled?
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Doest thou know thou chattring Pye
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on whome thou doest thus rayle?
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Or hast thou cause by gawled backe,
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to wag and wince thy tayle?
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As no revenge, this men accoumpt,
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to wreake thy angrie moode?
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To charge him with a vowed oth,
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for wearyng of a hoode.
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Thy nature yll, doth well declare,
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thy rancour and thy spight:
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To heads that bare and naked are,
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yet needs not lanthorne light.
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But canst thou spare a hood indede?
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of hoods hast thou such store?
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How can thy hornes for hoods be sene?
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husht husht, I say no more.
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Let Churchyard live & raigne in place
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to his contented mynde,
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And so let every horned beast
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go raunge, lyke to his kynde.
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For cloughie Clem, and William to
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neede not to take more payne,
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Sith Adam Bel, for Clem of the clough
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the monstrous Shepe hath slayne.
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And outlawes are (as I heare say)
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for this, so haynous deed:
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So farewell. C. with horned cap,
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good night, and eke good speed.
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Thus doe I cease with hoods Robin,
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now Robin Hood farewell:
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And Robinson in Churchyards stede,
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shall weare the hood and bell.
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And yf this rude and simple verce
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may not a warnyng bee,
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To stay your cockyng crakyng head
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take heed lest that you see:
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The cokscombe knockt about your pate,
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then hoods no more wyll seeme
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Your hornes to hyde, but al men shall
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a monster thee esteeme.
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And as for Churchyards cumming hom
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was not of his free wyll,
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But for to please such stats whos hests
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may both commaund and wyll.
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Thus bid I thee farewell a whyle,
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as one that keepes his pen:
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To aunswer such as shall presume,
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to blea lyke Calves in den.
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