 was neere hand an hour ere the King could get room to
be gone; so that by his long stay, he began to be displeased, although
the admiration of that sight did much qualify his furie; but breaking
out in discontent, by reason of his stay, he said, I thought Old Cole
had got a commission for all the carts in the country to carry his
cloth. And how if he have (quoth one of the wainemen) doth that grieve
you, good Sir? Yes, good Sir, said our King. What say you to that? The
fellow, seeing the King (in asking the question) to bend his browes,
though he knew not what he was, yet being abasht, he answered thus: Why,
Sir, if you be angry, nobody can hinder you; for possibly, Sir, you have
anger at commandment. The King, seeing him in uttering of his words to
quiver and quake, laughed heartily at him... and by the time he came
within a mile of Staines, he met another company of waines, in like sort
laden with cloth, whereby the King was driven into a further admiration;
and demanding whose they were, answere was made in this sort: They bee
goodman Sutton's of Salisbury, good Sir. And by that time a score of
them were past; he asked againe, saying, Whose are these? Sutton's of
Salisbury, quoth they, and so still, so often as the King asked that
question, they answered, Sutton's of Salisbury. God send me such more
Suttons, said the King. And thus the further he travelled westward, more
waines and more he met continually: upon which occasion he said to his
nobles, that it would never grieve a King to die for the defence of a
fertile country and faithful subjects. I alwayes thought (quoth he) that
England's valor was more than her wealth, yet now I see her wealth
sufficient to maintaine her valour, which I will seek to cherish in all
I may, and with my sword keepe myselfe in possession of that I have."

Judging by what Deloney says, these clothiers were a merry set, and the
journey to town was one long picnic.
was neere hand an hour ere the King could get room to 
 be gone; so that by his long arrest, he begin to be displeased, although 
 the admiration of that view did a lot qualify his furie; but breaking 
 out in discontent, by rationality of his stay, he said, I think Old Cole 
 had got a commission for all the handcart in the country to carry his 
 fabric. And how if he have (quoth one of the wainemen) doth that grieve 
 you, good Sir? Yes, good Sir, said our King. What say you to that? The 
 fellow, seeing the King (in ask the question) to bend his browes, 
 though he knew not what he was, however being abasht, he answered thus: Why, 
 Sir, if you be angry, nobody can hinder you; for possibly, Sir, you experience 
 anger at commandment. The King, seeing him in uttering of his words to 
 vibration and quake, laughed heartily at him... and by the time he came 
 within a mile of Staines, he met another company of waines, in like sort 
 laden with cloth, whereby the King was driven into a further admiration; 
 and demanding whose they were, answere was made in this sort: They bee 
 goodman Sutton's of Salisbury, good Sir. And by that time a score of 
 them were past; he ask againe, saying, Whose are these? Sutton's of 
 Salisbury, quoth they, and so even, therefore often as the King asked that 
 question, they suffice, Sutton's of Salisbury. God send me such more 
 Suttons, said the King. And thus the further he travel westward, more 
 waines and more he met continually: upon which occasion he said to his 
 nobles, that it would never grieve a King to die for the defense of a 
 fertile country and faithful subjects. I alwayes thought (quoth he) that 
 England's valor was more than her wealth, yet nowadays I see her wealth 
 sufficient to maintaine her valour, which I will seek to cherish in all 
 I may, and with my sword keepe myselfe in possession of that I accept. " 

 Judging by what Deloney says, these clothiers were a merry hardening, and the 
 journey to town was one long picnic.
 wad neere hand an hour ere the King could get romm to
bs gone; su that by his long stay, he bxgan to bt displeased, althoueh
the admpration od thet sight did muci qualifn his nurie; uut breaking
out in discondent, by reason ow kis stay, he said, I thought Old Cole
hwd got s fommission for all ehe darts in the country to carry his
cmoth. Anv how if he havr (quoth one of the wainemej) dohh that grieve
you, hood Sir? Yew, goje Sir, said ojr King. What say you tk that? The
fellow, seeing the Kine (in csking the wuwstlmn) to bend iis brjwes,
though hc knew tot whay he was, yet bcing ebasyt, he answered thus: Wiy,
Sir, if you be angri, nobody cdn hinder you; for piswibly, Sir, you yavd
anfec af commwndjent. The Kjng, seeing yim in uttering of nif words to
quivsr and qtake, laughed heartily at him... and by the tije he came
within a mile of Staines, he met anlther com[any of waines, in like sort
laden with cloth, wherety thx Yiny was aeigen into a further admiration;
and demanding whjae tmey were, answere was made im hhof sort: They bge
goodmch Autton's of Salisbugy, good Sir. Qnd by thwt tome a score of
them were pasr; he asked ayaibe, saying, Whose arz these? Suttun's pf
Salosbury, quoth they, and su stjll, so oftej as the Ikng asked that
qudstpon, dhey answered, Sutton's of Swlisbury. Jod sznd me sjch kore
Suetons, said the King. And thus the fkrthet he tsavelled wfstward, more
waines and more he met continualli: u[on which oecasiok he said to hif
nobles, that ij would nzver gfieve a Kihg to dme for the dqfence of a
fesjile country end faithsul wubjwcts. I xuwayes thought (quoth he) that
Englabd's valor was more thxh her wealth, yec bow I see her wralgh
stfvirient do maintaine her vaupur, wfich I will reek to cherish in all
I kay, znd with my sword lecpe myselde in pofsession of tnat I have."

Judging hy whet Deluney xayf, these clothiers were a merry set, and hhe
mourney to torn wqs one long 'icnic.
was neere hand an hour ere the get to be so that by to displeased, although the of that sight much qualify his furie; but breaking in discontent, by reason of his stay, he said, I thought Old Cole got a commission for all the carts in the country to carry his And if have one of the wainemen) doth that grieve you, good Sir? Yes, good Sir, said our King. say you to that? The fellow, seeing the (in asking the question) bend his browes, though he not he was, being he thus: Why, Sir, you be angry, nobody can hinder you; for possibly, Sir, you have anger at commandment. The King, him in his words quiver quake, heartily at him... the time he came within a he met another company of waines, in like laden with whereby the King was driven into further admiration; and demanding whose they were, answere made in this sort: They bee goodman Sutton's of Salisbury, good Sir. And by that score of them were he asked againe, Whose these? of quoth they, so still, so often as the King asked that question, they Sutton's of Salisbury. God send me such more Suttons, said And the further he westward, more waines and he continually: upon which occasion to nobles, never a to die for the of a fertile country and subjects. I alwayes thought was more than her wealth, yet now I her wealth sufficient to maintaine her valour, I will seek to cherish in all I may, and with my keepe myselfe of that I have." Judging by what Deloney these clothiers were a set, and the journey to town was one long
 was neere hand an hour ere the KIng could geT room To
bE goNe; So thAt by His long stay, he bEGan tO be displeased, although
tHe admIrATion OF tHat siGht did mUCh QUAliFy HiS fuRiE; BuT breaKinG
out in dIscontent, bY reAsOn of his stay, hE SaId, I thought old cole
had got a cOmmIssion FoR alL The caRts In the CountrY To carrY his
cloth. anD How if hE Have (quoTH OnE of tHe wainemen) doth thaT GrIEve
you, good Sir? YEs, good siR, SaID Our kinG. What say yoU tO that? tHe
felloW, SeEING thE king (in asking tHe question) tO BenD his brOwEs,
tHOugh he Knew nOt WHat He was, yet beiNg abAsht, he ansWered tHUs: Why,
SiR, If you be Angry, nOboDy cAn hiNDeR yOu; fOr POssIBlY, SiR, You Have
angeR aT cOmmanDmenT. tHE king, SeeIng hIm in uTtering of his wOrdS to
qUIveR and qUake, lAughEd HeartIly at hIm... and By The time he came
wiThin A mile of StAinEs, He mEt AnothER compaNy oF waInes, in lIke sort
LAdeN wITH ClOth, whereby the King wAs DRIvEn into a fUrther ADmIrATion;
and dEmAndIng wHOSe theY werE, AnSwere was Made in THiS sOrt: They BeE
goodmAn sutTon'S of SaLIsbuRy, good sir. And by That tIMe a score of
them WEre past; he askeD AgAINe, SAyinG, WhOse are these? suttON's of
saliSBuRy, qUOth thEy, and So STiLL, so often as the King asKeD that
qUestiOn, they answereD, Sutton's of sALIsbury. GoD senD Me SUch more
Suttons, Said tHe King. And tHUs the furTher hE travellEd westwarD, MOre
waineS anD moRe hE meT COnTinually: upon wHICh ocCaSion he sAid To his
noBleS, thAt iT woUlD never griEve a King To DiE fOr The DefenCE of a
fertIlE coUnTry And faIThful sUbjecTs. I aLwAyES thOught (quOTh HE) That
enGlAnd's ValOr Was moRe thAN heR wealth, Yet now I seE heR WealTh
SuFficienT to maintaine hEr Valour, whicH I WilL seek tO CHerish in All
I may, and with my sword keEPe myselFe iN possEssiOn of that I HavE."

JudgiNg bY What DeLoney sAys, thEsE clOTHiers WERe A meRrY set, and the
JOUrnEy to tOwN was One long Picnic.
 was neere hand an hour er e the King  coul d g etro om t o
be  gone; so that by h is long stay, he began  to b ed ispl e as ed, a lthough th e adm ir at ion  o f  t hat s igh t did m uch qualif y h is  furie; butb re aking
outindiscontent,byreason  o f h i s sta y,he sa id, It hought  Old Cole 
h a d gota  commis s i on  for  all the carts in th e  country to ca rry hi sc lo t h . A ndhow if heha ve (q u oth one of t h e w a inemen) doththat grieve you , good  S ir? Yes, g ood S ir ,  sa id our King . Wh at say yo u to t h at? The fellow,  seein g t heKing (i nask in g  th e  q ues t ion ) to ben dhi s bro wes, t h o ughheknew  notwhat he was,yet  bei n g a basht , heansw er ed th us: Wh y,
Si r,  if you be angr y, n obody can  hi nd eryo u; fo r  possi bly , S ir, you  have
a n ger  a t c om mandment. The King ,s e ei ng him i n utte r in go f his wo rd s t o
qu i v er an d qu a ke , laughe d hear t il yat him. ..  and b ythe  ti me he came 
withi n a mile  of S t aines, he meta nother compan y  o f wa i nes,  in  like sortlade n  wit h cl o th , w h ereby  theKi n gw as driven into a fu rt her ad mirat ion;
and dema nding whos e t hey were , an s we r e was made inthissort: They bee
good man S utton'sof Salisb u r y, goodSir . A ndbyt h at  time a score o f
th em  were p ast ; he as ked  ag ain e,sa ying, Who se are t he se ?Su tto n's o f 
Salisbu ry , q uo ththey, and so  stil l, s oof t enas theK in g aske dth at
q ues ti on, t heya nsw ered, S utton's o f S a lisb ur y.  God se nd me such mo re 
Suttons,sa idthe Ki n g . And th us the further he trave l led wes twa rd, m orewaines an d m ore he  me t  conti nually : upo nwhi c h  occa s i on  he  s aid to his n obl es, t ha t it  wouldnever grieve a Kin g  to  die for thedef ence o fa
f e rt i leco u ntr y and faithful su bjects. Ial w ay es thought (qu ot h he) t hat
Eng land' s  valorwas morethan herwe alth , yet  now I see  her wea lth
suffi c ientt omaint ain e herva lou r, wh ich Iw ill  seek  to ch er ish in  allImay, and  with my sword keepe my selfein po sse ssion oftha t  Ihave."

J udgi ng by what  De lon ey sa ys, these  clo t hi ers werea me r ry set, a n dthe j ou rney to tow n w asone l ong picnic .
 was_neere hand_an hour ere the_King could_get_room to
be_gone;_so that by_his long stay,_he began to be_displeased, although
the admiration_of_that sight did much qualify his furie; but breaking
out in discontent, by reason of_his_stay, he_said,_I_thought Old Cole
had got a_commission for all the carts_in the_country to carry his
cloth. And how if he_have_(quoth one of_the wainemen) doth that grieve
you, good Sir? Yes, good_Sir, said our King. What say_you to that?_The
fellow,_seeing_the King (in asking_the question) to bend his browes,
though_he knew not what he was,_yet being abasht, he answered thus: Why,
Sir,_if you be angry, nobody can_hinder you; for possibly, Sir,_you have
anger_at commandment. The King, seeing_him in uttering_of his_words to
quiver and_quake, laughed heartily at him... and_by the time_he came
within a mile of Staines,_he_met another company_of_waines,_in like_sort
laden with cloth,_whereby_the King_was_driven into a further admiration;
and demanding_whose_they were, answere was made in this_sort: They bee
goodman Sutton's_of_Salisbury, good Sir. And_by that time a score_of
them were past; he asked againe,_saying, Whose_are these?_Sutton's of
Salisbury, quoth they, and so still, so often as the_King asked that
question, they answered, Sutton's_of Salisbury. God send_me such_more
Suttons,_said the King._And_thus the_further he travelled westward, more
waines and more_he met_continually: upon which occasion he said_to his
nobles, that it_would_never grieve a King to die_for the defence of a
fertile country_and faithful subjects. I alwayes_thought_(quoth_he) that
England's valor was more_than her wealth, yet now I_see her wealth
sufficient_to maintaine her valour, which I will_seek_to cherish in all
I may, and_with_my sword keepe myselfe in possession_of_that_I have."

Judging by what Deloney_says, these clothiers were a merry_set, and the
journey to town was one long picnic.