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EAEL RICHARD. |
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" Betide me weal, betide me wae,
That lady will I see." 110
She took a ring from her finger, And gave't the porter for his fee :
Says, " Tak you that, my good porter, And bid the Queen speak to me."
And when she came before the Queen, ns There she fell low down on her knee:
Says, " There is a knight into your court, This day has robbed me."
" O has he robbed you of your gold,
Or has he robbed you of .your fee ? " 120
" He has not robbed me of my gold, He has not robbed me of my fee;
He has robbed me of my maidenhead, The fairest flower of my bodie."
" There is no knight in all my court, " 125
That thus has robbed thee, But you'll have the truth of his right hand,
Or else for your sake he'll die, Tho' it were Earl Bichard, my own brother;
And oh forbid that it be ! " 130
Then, sighing, said the lady fair,
" I wot the samen man is he." |
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