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Happy Love 145
10 "Go bid him send me a slice oŁ bread, Likewise a bottle of his best wine, And to remember the Turkish lady
Who did release him when close confined."
11 Away, away ran the bold young porter, As fast as ever he could flee;
And when he came to Lord Bateman's chamber, He fell down on his bended knee.
12 "What news, what news, my bold young porter? What news, what news have you brought to me?" He said, "There is the fairest lady
That ever my two eyes did see.
13 "She has a ring on every finger, On some of them she has got three;
And she has more gold around her middle Than would buy all of this country.
14 "She bade you to send her a slice of bread, Likewise a bottle of your best wine, And to remember the Turkish lady Who did release you when close confined,"
15 Lord Bateman flew in an angry passion And brake his sword in pieces three. He said, "I'll give all my father's riches Since fair Susanna's come to me."
16 Then up spoke the bride's old mother, She was never known to speak so free, "And would you slight my only daughter Since fair Susanna has come to thee?"
17 "I've only made a bride of your daughter, She's none the better nor worse for me. She came to me on her horse and saddle; She may go home in her coach and three."
18 This couple's preparing for another wedding With both their hearts so full of glee.
"No more I'll roam to foreign countries Since fair Susanna has come to me."