Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 1 of 8 from 1860 edition

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" 0 Lukyn, Lukyn," said the kinge, " Twice haste thou dealt deceytfullye :
Alacke, whom may wee ever truste,
When suche a knighte soe false can bee ! i«o
" Saye, wouldst thou have thy master dead, All for a sword that wins thine eye ?
Now goe againe, and throwe it in, Or here the one of us shall dye."
The duke, all shent with this rebuke,              «=
No aunswere made unto the kinge ;
But to the rivere tooke the sworde, And threwe it far as he coulde flinge.
A hande and an arme did meete the sworde, And flourishd three times in the air; i»
Then sunke benethe the renninge streme, And of the duke was seene noe mair.
All sore astonied stood the duke, He stood as still, as still mote bee ;
Then hastend backe to tell the kinge,               
But he was gone from under the tree.
But to what place, he cold not tell, For never after hee did him see ;
But hee sawe a barge goe from the land, And hee heard ladyes howle and crye. iso