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CHILD WATERS. 207
" To morrowe, Ellen, I must forth ryde
Farr into the north countree ; so
The fayrest lady that I can finde, Ellen, must goe with mee."
" Thoughe I am not that ladye fayre,
Yet let me go with thee :" And ever I pray you, Childe Waters, as
Your foot-page let me bee."
" If you will my foot-page bee, Ellen,
As you doe tell to mee, Then you must cut your gowne of greene
An inch above your knee : <o
" Soe must you doe your yellowe lockes,
An inch above your ee; • You must tell no man what is my name ;
My foot-page then you shall bee."
Shee, all the long daye Childe Waters rode, *s
Ran barefoote by his syde, Yet was he never soe courteous a knighte,
To say, " Ellen, will you ryde ?"
Shee, all the long daye Childe Waters rode, Ban barefoote thorow the broome, so
Yett was hee never soe courteous a knighte, To say, " put on your shoone."
38, 34, supplied by Percy.