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EARL RICHARD. |
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And she had never been so low-hearted «s As for to bid him bide.
But deep into the wan water There stands a great big stone ;
He turned his wight horse head about, Said, " Lady fair, will ye loup on ? " so
She's taken the wand was in her hand,
And struck it on the foam, And before he got the middle stream,
The lady was on dry land. " By help of God and our Lady, »s
My help lyes not in your hand.
" I learned it from my mother dear,— Few is there that has learned better—
When I came to a deep water,
I can swim thro' like ony otter. 100
" I learned it from my mother dear,— I find I learned it for my weel;
When I came to a deep water, I can swim thro' like ony eel."
" Turn back, turn back, you lady fair, 105
You know not what I see; There is a lady in that castle,
That will burn you and me." |
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