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62 Indiana University Publications, Folklore Series
6. "0 God forbid, Lord Thomas," she said,
"That any such thing could be; For I had hoped on being the bride myself, And thou the bridegroom might be."
7. "0 Mother, dear Mother, come riddle my riddle,
And read it all in one, Whether I shall go to Lord Thomas's wedding Or whether I'll tarry at home."
8. "My daughter, we have many friends
And we have many foes ;8 Therefore I charge thee with my blessing, To Lord Thomas's wedding don't go."
9. "I know that we have many friends
And we have many foes; But, death betide me, life betide me, To Lord Thomas's wedding I'll go."
10. She dressed herself in scarlet red,
Put on the robes of green; And every city that she passed through, She was taken to be some queen.
11. She rode till she came to Lord Thomas's bower9
And rattled at the ring, And none was there so ready as he To arise and let her in.
12. He took her by the lily-white hand
And led her through the hall, And seated her at the head of the table, Among the ladies all.
13. "Is this your bride, Lord Thomas?" she said;
"Methinks she looks wonderous brown, When you once could have married as fair a young lady ever the sun shone 'round."
•It will be noted that rhyme demands a. foe. 9 Hail would seem to he more appropriate. |
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