Courtnoll

Now euery lowt muſt haue his ſonne a Courtnoll,and thoſe dunghill dꝛudges ware ſo pꝛoud,that they wil pꝛeſume to wear on their feet,what kings haue woꝛne on their heades.

"Heere," quoth the Miller, "good fellowe, Ile drinke to thee & to all the courtnolls that curteous bee." "I pledge thee," quoth our King, "& thanke thee heartilye for my good welcome in euerye degree ; & heere in like manner I drinke to thy sonne." "doe then," saies Richard, "& quicke let it come."