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O UR King he kept a false steward, Men call'd him Sir Aldingar ; [He would have woo'd our comely Queene To be his paramour].
ii He would have woo'd our comely Queene,
Her deere worship to betray: Our Queene she was a good woman
And evermore said him nay.
Sir Aldingar was offended in 's mind, With her he was ne'er content,
But he sought what meanes he could find In a fyer to have her brent.
There came a lame lazar to the King's gate,
A lazar 'was blind and lame; He took the lazar upon his backe,
Upon the Queene's bed did him lay.
v Said, 'Lye still, lazar, whereas thou lyest,
Looke thou goe not away; I'le make thee a whole man and a sound
In two howres of a day.'
vi And then went forth Sir Aldingar
Our Queene for to betray, And then he met with our comely King -,
Says, ' God you save and see !
brent] burnt. ad