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ARMSTRONG AND MUSGRAVE. 247
The love-sick knights should be set io«
Within one hall so wide, Each of them in a gallant sort
Even at a several tide; And 'twixt them both for certainty Fair Isabel should placed be, no
Of them to take her choice full free,
Most like a bonny lass.
And as she like an angel bright
Betwixt them mildly stood, She turn'd unto each several knight iu
With pale and changed blood; " Now am I at liberty
To make and take my choice ? " quoth she: " Yea," quoth the knights, " we do agree;
Then chuse, thou bonny lass." 120
" 0 Musgrave, thou art all too hot
To be a lady's love," Quoth she, " and Armstrong seems a sot,
Where love binds him to prove. Of courage great is Musgrave still, 125
And sith to chuse I have my will, Sweet Armstrong shall my joys fulfil,
And I his bonny lass."
The nobles and the gentles both
That were in present place, iao
Rejoiced at this sweet record;
But Musgrave, in disgrace, Out of the hall did take his way, And Armstrong marryed was next day |
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