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THE FAIRYS FAREWELL.
A tell-tale in their company, They never could endure;And whoso kept not secretly Their mirth was punish'd sure:It was a just and christian deed To pinch such black and blue:O how the commonwealth doth need Such justices as you!
Now they have left our quarters; A register they have,Who can preserve their charters; A man both wise and grave.An hundred of their merry pranks By one that I could nameAre kept in store; con twenty thanks To William for the same.
To William Churne of Staffordshire Give laud and praises due,Who every meal can mend your chear With tales both old and true:To William all give audience, And pray ye for his noddle:
