COssin, I know what belongs to this place sym what petter

then you; and therefore give mee leave to be pold to ad-

vise you. 'Is not a small matter to offer yourselfe into presence of a king,

and aull his Court? Be not too byssie and forward, till you be caulld, I

tauke reason to you.

Cym, never tauke any taukes: if the King of gread Prittaine

keepe it Assizes here, I will cym into Court: Loog yow, doe you see

now, and please Got.

Taw, d yn ynbhyd, y, dhwyti-n abl i anabhy, pob peth oth folineb, ag y

tyny gwatwar ar dy wlac.

Gad vynl Lonyth. I say I will appeare in Court.

Appeare as yow s'ud doe then, Dab Jenkin in good sort; do not

discredit the nation, and pyt wrong upon us aull by your rassnes.

What doe yow caull rassnesse Evan y Gynrn, is not aull the

Cyntrie, and aull Welse, and the Prince of Wales too abus'd in him? by

this hand, I will tell it the Kings owne eares every 'oord, doe you see

him now? Blesse your ursip, pray God is in Heaven blesse ever ince of

your ursip; and Wales is comend it to your ursip, from top to toe, with

aull his hearts aull over, by got 'utch me, and would bee glad as a silling

to see yow in him. Come it downe once a day and trie; I tell yow now,

yow s'all be as welcomely there, as where you were in your owne Cyn-

tries last two Symmers, and pershance wee'll made yow as good s'eere

too; weele promise your ursip as good a peece of Seeze, as yow need

pit in your head, and pleas' yow s'all bee toasted too. Goe too, see him

once upon a time your owne sellive, is more good meane you, then is a-

ware of: By got' is very hard, but s'all make yow a Shestice of Peace the

first daies yow come; and pershance (say nothing) Knight o'the S'ire too:

'Is not Worsters, nor Pembrokes, nor Mongymeries s'all carry him from yow.

But aull this while s'all I tell you a liddell now? 'is a great huge deale of

anger upon yow, from aull Wales and the Nation; that your ursippe

would suffer our yong Master Sarles your 'ursips Sonne and Heire, and

Prince of Wales, the first time he ever play Dance, to be pit up in a Moun-

taine (got knowes where) by a palterly Poet, how doe you say him

Evan?

Libia.

Vellhy! Libia. And how doe you caull him the Mountaine;

his name is

Adlas.

Hynno, hynno. Adlas? I please your ursip is a Welsse Atturney,

and a preddilie schollers, a weare him his long coat, line with Seepes

skin, as yow see every daies o'the weeke. A very sufficient litigious

fellow's in the Termes, and a finely Poets out o'the Termes, hee has a

sprig of Lawrell already towards his girlonds. He was get in here at

Twelfe-night and see aull; what doe you call it, your matters, and sayes

is naught, naught, starke naught.

I doe say 'and't please his Madestee, I doe not like him with aull

his heart; h'is plugd in by the eares, without all piddies, or mercies of

propriedies or decorums. I will doe injuries to no man before his Ma-

destee; but 'is a very vile and absurd as a man would wisse, that I doe

say, to pyt the Prince of Wales in an outlandis Mountaine; when hee is

knowne, his Highnesse has as goodly Mountaines and as tawll a Hills of

his owne (looke yow, do you see now) and of as good standing, and as

good discent, as the prowdest Adlas christned.

I good Evan, I pray you reckon his Madestee some of the Welse

Hills, the Mountaines.

Why there is Talgar.

Well sayd.

Eliennieth.

Well sayd Evan.

Cadier Arthur.

Toudge him, toudge him.

Pen-maen-maur.

Is good boyes, Evan.

And Craig-eriri.

Aw? vellhy? why law you now? 'Is not Pen-maen-maur, and

Craig-Eriri as good sound, as Adlas every whit of him.

'Is caulld the British Aulpes, Craig-Eririri, a very sufficient Hills.

By got we will play with him Hills for Hills, for sixteene and

forty s'illings when he dares.

I pray you let it alone your wachers a liddle while Cossin Davy

ap Jenkin, and give it leave I may give his Madestee, and the Court in-

formations toudging now the Reformations.

Why? cannot yow and I tauke too Cossin? the Haull (God

blesse it) is big inough to hold both our taukes, and we were twice as

much as we are.

Why, tauke it aull then, if you think is reason in you.

No; I know is no reason, Evan, I confes him; but every man

would shew himselve a good subject as he can to his meanes; I am a

subject by my place, and two heads is better then one I imagine under

correction.

Got's ownes, here is no corrections man; imagine what yow

please, doe in got's name, imagine, imagine, why doe you not imagine?

here is no pennyrths of corrections.

Aw dgwin Tawson.

'Is so invincibles, so in mercifullys ignorant, a man knowes not

upon what inces of ground to stand to him; doe's conceive it no more

as I am a true Welse christian, then (sirreverence 'o the cympany) the-

hilts of his dagger.

Go too, I will make the hilts conceive a knocke upon your pate,

and pershance a bumpe to if yow tauke.

How! upon my pate?

Yes upon your pate; your Poetlie pate, and your Law pate

too.

Tawson, Tawson. Fore 'got yow will goe nere to hazard a thumbe,

and a fowre finger of your best hand; if you knocke him here, you may

knocke him better s'eape at Ludlow a great deale: do you know the place

where it is?

Well, I can be patient, I trust, I trust it is in a presence I presume

that loves no quarrells, nor replies, nor the lies, nor the shallenge, nor

the Duells: but----I will doe my byssinesse now, and make this a byssi-

nesse for another daies hereafter: Pleas' your Madestee----By got I am

out of my tempers terribly well, got forgive me, and pyt me in my

selive againe. How doe's your Highnes----I know not a 'oord or a sil-

lable what I say; 'is doe me that vexations.

O Evan; for the honour of Wales.

I remember him now, 'is inough, blessings upon me 'is out o'my

head againe; lost, quite lost: this knocke, o'my pate has knock aull my

wits out o'my braines I thinke, and turne my reasons out of doores. Be-

leive it I will rub, and breake your s'ins for this, I will not come so high

as your head, but I will take your nose in my way, very sufficiently.

Hang your sufficiencie.

'Tis well, very well; tis better, better, exceedingly well.

What? ----you meane (hough) to make us so long tarrie

here, ha?

Marrie, here is aull undone with distempers me thinkes, and an-

gers, and passions.

Who is angry?

Why it is I is angry, and hungry too, if you marke me; I could

eate his Flint-seere face now, offer to knock my pate in the hearing of aull

these, and more too? well, before his Madestee I doe yet forgive him

now with aull my heart, and will be reveng'd another time.

Why that is good Evan, honest brave Evan.

Ha' yow told the Kings Madestee of the alterations.

I am now once againe about him: peace; please your Madestee,

the Welse Nation hearing that the Prince of Wales was to come into the

Hills againe, afore your Madestee have a desire of his Highnesse for the

honour of Wales, to make him a Welse hills, which is done without any

manner of sharshese to your Madestee, onely shanging his name: He is

caull now Craig-Eriri, a Mountaine in Carnarvan-Seere; has as gray

beard, and as much snow upon his head aull the yeare long,

As Adlas for his gutts.

He tells your Madestee true, for aull he is a liddle out of season:

but cym every man tell as much as he can now, my qualitie is I'hope suf-

ficiently knowne to his Madestee, that I am Rector Chori is aull my am-

bitions, and that I would have it aull Welse; that is the s'ort and the

long of the Requests. The Prince of Wales we know is aull over Welse.

And then my Lord Marquise.

Both my Lord Marquise is as good, noble, true Briton, as any e-

ver, is come out of Wales.

My Lord Mongymerie is as sound Welse too, as flese and blood

can make him.

And the Howard's by got, is Welse as strait as any arrow.

Houghton is a Towne beare his name there by Pipidiauke.

And Erwin, his name is Wyn; but the Duts-men come here in

Wales, and caull him Heer-win.

Then Car is plaine Welse, Caerlton, Caermardin, Cardiffe.

And Palmer, his Ancestors was call him Pen-maure.

And Acmooty, is Ap mouth-wye of Llanmouthwye.

And Abercromy, is aull one as Abermarlys.

Or Abertau.

Or Aberdugled haw.

Or Abes hodney.

Or Abergevenny.

Or Aber conway.

Aberconway is very like Abercromy, a liddell hard s'ifte has pit 'em

aull into Wales; but our desires and petitions is, that the musiques be aull

Welse, and the dances, and no 'Erculus brought in now with a gread staffe,

and a pudding upon him.

Aw; was his distaffe, was not his club.

What need of Ercules, when Cadwallader----

Or Lluellin, or Reese ap Griphin, or Cradock, or Owen Glendower,

with a Welse hooke, and a Goats skinne on his backe, had done very bet-

ter, and twice as well?

Nay, and to pyt apparrell on a pottell of hay, and caull him

Lantæus.

The Bellie-gods too, was as proper a monster as the best of 'hem.

I, stand to it, there was neither Poetries, nor Architectures, nor de-

signes in that bellie-god; nor a note of musicks about him. Come, bring

forth our musickes, yow s'all heare the true Pritan straines now, the an-

cient Welse Harpe---yow tauke of their Pigmees too, here is a Pigmees of

Wales now; set forth another Pigmees by him!

Aw Diesus! what a bravely companie is here? This's a finely

Haull indeed!

What a deale of fine candle it is?

I, peace; let his Madestee heare the Musicke.

Ble mae yr Brenin.

Docko ve.

Diesus blesse 'him; Saint Davy blesse 'him. I bring my boy o'my

backe ten mile here to loog upon him: Loog Hullin, loog Hullin, spewch

hummaven nayd Dumma braveris: yow s'all heare him play too.

Peace, no more pradling; begin set him downe.

SPeake it your conscience now; did your Ursip ever see such a

song in your daies; 'is not as finely a tunes as a man would wisse

to put in his eares.

Come, his Madestee s'all heare better to your Dance.

Haw, well danc'd, verie well danc'd.

Well plaid Howell, well plaid Rheese: Da wharry vellhee; well

danc'd y'faith.

Good boyes, good boyes; pold, and Prittan, pold, and Prittan.

Is not better this now then Pigmies? this is men, this is no

monsters, and you marke him: Well caull forth you Goates now, your

Ursip s'all see a properly naturall devise come from the Welse Moun-

taines; Is no Tuns, nor no Bottils: Stand by there, s'ow his 'Ursip the

Hills, was dronkenry in his eies that make that devise in my minde. But

now, marg, marg your Ursip I pray yow now, and yow s'all see natures

and propriedies; the very beasts of Wales s'all doe more then your men

pyt in bottills, and barrills, there was a tale of a tub y'faith. 'Is the

Goat-heard and his dog, and his sonne, and his wife make musiques to

the Goates as they come from the Hills; give 'hem roomes, give 'hem

roomes, now the cym: The elderly Goates is indifferently grave at

first, because of his beard, and onely tread it the measures; byt yow will

see him pyt off his gravities by and by well inough, and friske it as fine

as ere a Kid on 'hem aull. The Welse Goate is an excellent dancer by

birth, that is written of him, and of as wisely carriage, and comely be-

haviours a beast (for his footing especially) as some one or two man,

God blesse him.

A Haull, a haull; come a haull, Au vellhee.

Nay, and your Madestee bid the Welse Goats welcome;

The Welse Wen-ces s'all sing your praises, and dance your healths too.

Cym dance now, let us heare your dance, dance.

Ha! well plaid Ales.

For the Honour of Wales.

DIggon. Inough, inough, Diggon, well now aull the absurdities

is remov'd and cleer'd; the rest and' please your Grace s'all

tarrie still, and goe on as it was; Vertue, and Pleasure was well inough,

indifferently well inough: Onely we will intreat Pleasure to cym out of

Driffimdore, that is the Gilden Valley, or Gelthleedore, that is the Golden

Grove, and is in Care Marden the Welse Garden. 'Is a thousand place in

Wales as finely places as the Esperides every crum of him: Merlin was

borne there too, put wee would not make him rise now and wake him,

because we have his Prophecies alreadie of your Madestee's name to as

good purpose, as if he were here in presence, Pod hy geller Evan?

You will still pyt your selve to these plunses, you meane his

Madestees Anagrams of Charles James Stuart.

I that is Claimes Arthurs Seate, which is as much as to say, your

Madestee s'ud be the first King of gread Prittan, and sit in Cadier Arthur,

which is Arthurs Chaire, as by Gods blessing you doe: And then your

Sonne Master S'harles his, how doe you caull him? is Charles Stuart,

cals true hearts, that is us, he cals us, the Welse Nation to be ever at your

service, and love you, and honour you, which we pray you understand

it his meaning. And that the Musitians yonder, are so many Brittis bards

that sing o'pen the Hills to let out the Prince of Wales, and his Welse

freinds to you, and all is done.

Very homely done it is I am well assur'd, if not very rudely:

But it is hop'd your Madestee will not interpret the honour, merits, love,

and affection of so noble a portion of your people, by the povertie of

these who have so imperfectly uttered it: Yow will rather for their saks,

who are to come in the name of Wales, my Lord the Prince, and the o-

thers; pardon what is past, and remember the Cyntrie has alwaies been

fruitfull of loyall hearts to your Majestie; a very garden and seed plot

of honest mindes and men: What lights of learning hath Wales sent forth

for your Schooles? What industrious Studients of your Lawes? what

able Ministers of your Justice? whence hath the Crowne in all times bet-

ter servitors, more liberall of their lives and fortunes? where hath your

Court or Councell (for the present) more noble ornaments or better

aydes? I am glad to see it, and to speake it, and though the Nation bee

sayd to be unconquer'd,, and most loving liberty, yet it was never mu-

tinous (and please your Majestie;) but stout, valiant, courteous, hospi-

table, temperate, ingenious, capable of all good Arts, most lovingly

constant, charitable, great Antiquaries, Religious preservers of their

Gentry, and Genealogie, as they are zealous and knowing in Religion.

sent happinesse it enjoyes under your most sacred Majestie, it wishes no-

thing to be added, but to see it perpetuall in You, and your Issue.