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Of the Exchecker.

In the weste parte of Europe
there was sometyme a kynge,
That had a court for receyte:
of money to him belongeing.
But the ministers of that Court
Dyd longe and many a daye
Take brybes to bare wt suche mē
As should forfaytis pay.


At the laste to the kyng,
this theyr falshode was tolde,
By suche as about hym,
were faythfull and bolde.
Then dyd the Kyng sende
for these ministers ill,
And layde all theyr faltes
before them in a byll.
Then were they abashed
and had nought to saye,
But cryed for hys perdon,
but he bade awaye.
Ye haue borne wyth theues
and haue robbed me,
And suffered my people
impoueryshed to be.
No statute coulde cause
thoffendars to emende,
Because you bare wyth them,
When they dyd offende.
Awaye wyth them all,
laye them in prisone.
Tyll we haue determined,
What shall wyth them be done.


What iudgment they had
I haue not hearde yet
But well I wot they deserued
a tiburne typpet