Though sum saith that yough rulyth me,
I trust in age to tarry;
God and my ryght and my dewtye,
Frome them I shall never vary;
Though sum say that yough rulyth me.
I pray you all that aged be,
How well dyd ye your yough carry?
I thynk sum wars of yche degre;
Therin a wager lay dar I:
Though sum sayth that yough rulyth me.
Pastymes of yough sumtyme among,
None can sey but necessary;
I hurt no man, I do no wrong;
I love trew wher I dyd mary:
Thow sum saith that yough rulyth me.
Then sone dyscusse that hens we must;
Pray we to God and Seynt Mary
That all amend; and here an end,
Thus sayth the kyng, the eigth Harry:
Though sum saith that yough rulyth me.
I trust in age to tarry:
God and my ryght and my dewtye,
Frome them shall I never vary:
Though sum say that yough rulyth me.
(King Henry VIII)
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