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THE MAID AND THE PALMER
' But an thy leman come from Rome, Cups and cans thou wilt find soon.'
She swore by God and good Saint John Leman she had never none.
Says, ' Peace, fair maid, you are forsworne, Nine children you have borne.
' Three were buryed under thy bed's head, Other three under thy brewing lead.
' Other three play on yon greene ; Count, maid, and there be nine.'—
' But I hope you are the good old man That all the world beleeves upon.
' Old palmer, I pray thee,
Penaunce that thou wilt give to me.'—
' Penaunce I can give thee none
But seven year to be a stepping-stone.
XIV Other seven a clapper in a bell, Other seven to lead an ape in hell.
When thou hast thy penaunce done, Then thou'st come a mayden home.'
leinan] lover. lead] vat.