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100 THOMAS OF EESSELDOTJNE. |
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" But if I speke with yone lady bryghte, «
I hope myn herte will bryste in three; Now sail I go with all my myghte, Hir for to mete at Eldoun tree."
Thomas rathely vpe he rase,
And he rane ouer that mountayne hye ; »
Gyff it be als the storye sayes,
He hir mette at Eldone tree.
He knelyde down appon his knee, Vndir nethe that grenwode spraye: — And sayd, " lufly ladye ! rewe one mee; « Qwene of heuen, als thu wele maye !"
Then spake that lady milde of thoghte : — " Thomas, late swylke wordes bee ; Qwene of heuenne, am I noghte, For I tuke neuer so heghe degre. «>
" Bot I ame of ane other contree, If I be payrelde moste of prysse ; I ryde aftyre this wylde fee ; My raches rynnys at my devyse."
" If thu be parelde moste of prysse, 35
And here rydis thus in thy folye, Of lufe, lady, als thu art wysse, Thou gyffe me leue to lye the bye." |
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