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| [I'm naked, as I can't settle what to wear. {in margin}] I am an Englishman, and naked I stand here, Musyng in my mynde what rayment I shall were; For now I wyll were thys, and now I wyl were that; Now I wyl were I cannot tel what. [I like new fashions{in margin}] All new fashyons be pleasaunt to me; I wyl haue them, whether I thryue or thee Now I am frysker, all men doth on me looke; What should I do, but set cocke on the hoope? What do I care, yf all the worlde me fayle? [I'll get a garment to reach to my tail.{in margin}] I wyll get my garment, shal reche to my tayle; Then am I a minion, for I were the new gyse The next yere after this I trust to be wyse, Not only in wering my gorgious aray, [Next year I'll take to learning. {in margin}] For I wyl go to learnynga hoole somers day; I wyll learne Latyne, Hebrew, Greeke and Frenche, And I wyl learne Douche, sittyng on my benche. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Yet aboue al thinges, new fashions I loue well, And to were them, my thryft I wyl sell. In all this worlde, I shall haue but a time; Holde the cuppe, good felow, here is thyne and myne! |


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