The eighth day's journey being Monday of the fourth week.
On Monday morning I danced to Rockland 365ere I rested, and coming to my inn, where the host was a very boon companion, I desired to see him, but in no case he would be spoken with till he had shifted himself from his working day's suit. Being armed at all points, from the cap to 370the codpiece, his black shoes shining and made straight with copper buckles of the best, his garters in the fashion, and every garment fitting Cortemsquandam (to use his own word), he enters the hall with his bonnet in his hand; began to cry 375out.
"O Kemp, dear Master Kemp! You are even as welcome as ... as ... as ... ," and so stammering, he began to study for a fit comparison, and I thank him at last he fitted me: for saith he, "Thou art even as welcome 380as the queen's best greyhound." After this dogged yet well-meaning salutation, the carouses were called in, and my friendly host of Rockland began with all this: blessing the hour upon his knees that any of the queen's majesty's well-385willers or friends would vouchsafe to come within his house, as if never any such had been within his doors before.
I took his good meaning, and gave him great thanks for his kindness; and having rested me 390well, began to take my course for Hingham, whither my honest host of Rockland would needs be my guide. But, good true fat-belly, he had not followed me two fields, but he lies all along and cries after me to come back and speak with him. 395I fulfilled his request, and coming to him, "Dancer," quoth he, "if thou dance a God's name, God speed thee. I cannot follow thee a foot farther, but adieu good dancer. God speed thee if thou dance a God's name."
400I having haste of my way, and he being able to keep no way, there we parted. Farewell he; he was a kind good fellow, a true Trojan. An it ever be my luck to meet him at more leisure, I'll make him full amends with a cup full of 405canary. But now I am a little better advised, we must not let my mad host pass, for my friend late mentioned before, that made the odd rhyme on my Maid Marian, would needs remember my host. Such as it is I'll 410bluntly set down:
He was a man not over spare.
In his eyeballs dwelt no care;
"Anon, anon!" and "Welcome, friend!"
Were the most words he used to spend,
415Save sometime he would sit and tell
What wonders once in Boulogne fell,
Closing each period of his tale
With a full cup of nut-brown ale.
Terouenne and Tournay's siege were hot,
420Yet all my host remembers not.
Kett's field and Musselburgh fray
Were battles fought but yesterday.
"Oh, 'twas a goodly matter then
To see your sword and buckler men:
425They would lay here, and here and there,
But I would meet them everywhere.
And now a man is but a prick;
A boy armed with a poting stick
Will dare to challenge Cutting Dick.
430Oh, 'tis a world the world to see,
But 'twill not mend for thee nor me."
By this, some guest cries "Ho the house!"
A fresh friend hath a fresh carouse.
Still he will drink, and still be dry,
435And quaff with every company.
Saint Martin send him merry mates
To enter at his hostry gates:
For a blither lad than he
Cannot an innkeeper be.
440Well, once again farewell, mine host at Rockland. After all these farewells I am sure to Hingham I found a foul way, as before I had done from Thetford to Rockland.
Yet besides the deep way I was much hindered 445by the desire people had to see me. For even as our shopkeepers will hail and pull a man with "Lack ye? What do you lack, gentlemen?" "My ware is best," cries one; "Mine best in England," says another; "Here shall you have choice," saith the third. 450So was the divers voices of the young men and maidens, which I should meet at every mile's end, thronging by twenty, and sometime forty, yea hundreds in a company. One crying the fairest way was through their village; another, 455"This is the nearest and fairest way, when you have past but a mile and a half"; another sort cry, "Turn on the left hand," some "On the right hand," that I was so amazed I knew not sometime which way I might best take; but haphazard, 460the people still accompanying me, wherewith I was much comforted, though the ways were bad. But as I said before, at last I overtook it.