Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 5 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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" Now, good syr abbot, be my frende,                m,
For thy curteyse, And holde my londes in thy honde
Tyll I have made the gree ;
" And I wyll be thy true servaunte,
And trewely serve the,                                         no
Tyl ye have foure hondred pounde
Of money good and free." i The abbot sware a full grete othe,
" By god that dyed on a tree, Get the londe where thou may,                             us
For thou getest none of me."
" By dere worthy god," then sayd the knyght,
" That all this worlde wrought, But I have my londe agayne
Full dere it shall be bought.                                120
" God, that was of a mayden borne,
Lene us well to spede 1 For it is good to assay a frende
Or that a man have nede."
The abbot lothely on him gan loke,                     '-'■
And vylaynesly hym gan call; " Out," he sayd, " thou false knyght,
Spede the out of my hall! " 122,leue,'W. Lendeus, C. 126, loke (for call), W. C.