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THE MERCHANT'S DAUGHTER. 331 |
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" Sith you repose your trust," he said, a,
" To me that am unknowne, and eke a stranger heere, Be you assured, most proper maid, Most faithfull still I will appeare."
"I have a brother, then," quoth shee,
'' Whom as my life I love and favour tenderlie: 70
In Padua, alas! is he,
Full sicke, God wot, and like to die.
" And fame I would my brother see, But that my father will not yeeld to let me goe ; Wherefore, good sir, be good to mee, n
And unto me this favour shew.
" Some ship-boye's garment bring to mee,
That I disguis'd maygoe away from hence unknowne;
And unto sea He goe with thee,
If thus much favour may be showne." »
" Faire maid," quoth he, " take heere my hand: I will fulfill each thing that you desire, And set you safe in that same land, And in that place that you require."
She gave him then a tender kisse, 85
And saith, " Your servant, gallant master, will I be, And prove your faithfull friend for this : Sweet master, then, forget not me."
This done, as they had both decreed, Soone after (early) before the breake of day, w
He brings her garments then with speed, Wherein she doth her selfe array: |
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