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THOMAS OF EESSELDOUNE. 105 |
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" Seese thu yitt yone faire castelle, That standes vpone yone heghe hill ? Of towne and towre, it beris the belle; m In erthe es none lyk it vntill.
" Ffor sothe, Thomas, yone es myn awenn, And the kynges of this countree; Bot me ware leuer hanged and drawen, Or that he wyste thou laye me by. iro
" When thu commes to yone castelle gay, I pray the curtase man to bee; And whate so any man to the saye, Luke thu answere none bott mee.
" My lorde es seruede at ylk a mese, at
With thritty knyghttis faire and free ; I sail saye, syttande at the dasse, I tuke thi speche byyonde the see."
Thomas still als stane he stude.
And he byhelde that lady gaye ; mo
Scho come agayne als faire and gnde,
And al so ryche one hir palfraye.
Hir grewe hundis fillide with dere blode; Hir rachis couplede, by my faye; Scho blewe hir home with mayne and mode, w» Vnto the castelle scho tuk the waye. |
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