At length on a time, poor Cat-skins ’tis said,
In her rich attire she was array’d;
And when that his Mother the chamber drew near,
Then much like a goddess Cat-skins did appear.
Which caus’d her to startle, and thus for to say,
What Young Lady is this, Son, tell me, I pray,
He said, Why, ’tis Catkins, for whom sick I lie,
And without I have her, with speed I shall die.
His mother ran down then to tell the old knight,
Who ran up to see this amazing great sight,
He said, Why, ’tis Cat-skins, we hold in such scorn,
(illegible text) ne’er saw a finer dame since I was born.
The old Knight said to her, I pray thee, tell me,
From whence dost thou come, and of what family?
Then who were her parents, she gave him to know,
And what was the cause of her wandering so.
The ’Squire cry’d, If you will save my life,
Pray, grant this young creature she may be my wife,
His Father reply’d, thy life’ for to save,
If you are agreed, my consent you shall have.
Next day with great triumph and joy as we hear,
There was many coaches both far and near;
Then much like a goddess dress’d in rich array,
Cat-skins to the ’Squire was marry’d that day.
For several days this great wedding did last,
Where were many a topping and gallant rich guest;
And for joy the bells rang over the town,
And bottles of Canary roll’d merrily around.
When Cat-skin was marry’d, her fame for to raise,
To see her modest carriage, all gave her the praise;
Thus her charming beauty the ’Squire did win.
And who lives so great as he and Cat-skin ?