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the mekchant's daughteb. 337 |
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" 0 sir!" the gentle frier said, m
" For your sweet love recant, and save your wished life. A wofull match," quoth hee, " is made Where Christ is lost to win a wife."
When she had wrought all meanes that might To save her friend, and that she saw it would not bee, Then of the judge shee claimed her right, 231
To die the death as well as hee.
When no perswasion could prevaile, Nor change her mind in any thing that shee had said, She was with him condemned to die, 235
And for them both one fire was made.
And arme in arme most joyfully
These lovers twaine unto the fire they did goe:
The marriner most faithfully
Was likewise partner of their woe. 2-10
But when the judges understood The faithfull friendship did in them remaine, They saved their lives; and afterward To England sent them home againe.
Now was their sorrow turned to joy, »n
And faithfull lovers had now their heart's desire: Their paines so well they did imploy, God granted that they did require.
And when they were to England come, And in merry Bristow arrived at the last, i*>
Great joy there was to all and some That heard the dangers they had past. VOL. IV. 22 |
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