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316 THE LOVERS QUARKEL ;
Lord Phenix shall not have you night nor day, Except he win you with his own hand.
" On Guildford-green he will you meet;
He wishes you for him to pray, For there he'l lose his life so sweet, 115
Or else the wedding he means to stay."
" If this be true, my little boy,
These tidings which thou tellest to me,
Forty shillings I did thee promise,
Here is ten pounds I will give thee. 'ls»
" My maidens all," the lady said,
" That ever wish me well to prove, Now let us all kneel down and pray,
That Tommy Pots may win his love.
" If it be his fortune the better to win, 126
As I pray to Christ in trinity, lie make him the flower of all his kin,
For the young Lord Arundel be shall be."
THE SECOND PART.
Let's leave talking of this lady fair,
In prayers full good where she may be; iso
Now let us talk of Tommy Pots;
To his lord and master for aid went he.
But when he came Lord Jockey before,
He kneeled lowly on his knee; " What news, what news, thou Tommy Pots, is
Thou art so full of courtesie ? |
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