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comes a courteous knight, Lustely raking ouer the lay; He was well ware of a bonny lasse, As she came wandring ouer the way. Refrain:Then she sang downe a downe, hey downe derry (bis) 'Ioue you speed, fayre lady,' he said, 'Among the leaues that be so greene; If I were a king, and wore a crowne, Full soone, fair lady, shouldst thou be a queen. 'Also Ioue saue you, faire lady, Among the roses that be so red; If I haue not my will of you, Full soone, faire lady, shall I be dead.' Then he lookt east, then hee lookt west, Hee lookt north, so did he south; He could not finde a priuy place, For all lay in the diuel's mouth. 'If you will carry me, gentle sir, A mayde vnto my father's hall, Then you shall haue your will of me, Vnder purple and vnder paule.' He set her vp vpon a steed, And him selfe vpon another, And all the day he rode her by, As though they had been sister and brother. When she came to her father's hall, It was well walled round about; She yode in at the wicket-gate, And shut the foure-eard foole without. 'You had me,' quoth she, 'abroad in the field, Among the corne, amidst the hay, Where you might had your will of mee, For, in good faith, sir, I neuer said nay. 'Ye had me also amid the field, Among the rushes that were so browne, Where you might had your will of me, But you had not the face to lay me downe.' He pulled out his nut-browne sword, And wipt the rust off with his sleeue, And said, Ioue's curse come to his heart That any woman would beleeue! When you haue you owne true-loue A mile or twaine out of the towne, Spare not for her gay clothing, But lay her body flat on the ground. = = was a knight, and he was young, A riding along the way, sir, And there he met a lady fair, Among the cocks of hay, sir. Quoth he, Shall you and I, lady, Among the grass lye down a? And I will have a special care Of rumpling of your gown a. 'If you will go along with me Unto my father's hall, sir, You shall enjoy my maidenhead, And my estate and all, sir.' So he mounted her on a milk-white steed, Himself upon another, And then they rid upon the road, Like sister and like brother. And when she came to her father's house, Which was moated round about, sir, She stepped streight within the gate, And shut this young knight out, sir. 'Here is a purse of gold,' she said, 'Take if for your pains, sir; And I will send my father's man To go home with you again, sir. 'And if you meet a lady fair, As you go thro the next town, sir, You must not fear the dew of the grass, Nor the rumpling of her gown, sir. 'And if you meet a lady gay, As you go by the hill, sir, If you will not when you may, You shall not when you will, sir.' = = was a knight was drunk with wine A riding along the way, sir, And there he did meet with a lady fine, And among the cocks of hay, sir. One favour he did crave of her, And askd her to lay her down, sir, But he had neither cloth nor sheet, To keep her from the ground, sir. 'There is a great dew upon the grass, And if you shoud lay me down, sir, You would spoil my gay clothing, That has cost me many a pound, sir.' 'I have a cloak of scarlet red, I'll lay it under you, love, So you will grant me my request That I shall ask of you, love.' 'And if you'll go to my father's hall, That is moated all round about, sir, There you shall have your will of me, Within, sir, and without, sir. 'Oh yonder stands my milk-white steed, And among the cocks of hay, sir; If the king's pinner should chance to come, He'll take my steed away, sir.' 'I have a ring upon my finger, It's made of the finest gold, love, And it shall serve to fetch your steed Out of the pinner's fold, love.' 'And if you'll go to my father's house, Round which there's many a tree, sir, There you shall have your chamber free, And your chamberlain I'll be, sir.' He sate her on a milk-white steed, Himself upon another, And then they rid along the way, Like sister and like brother. But when she came to her father's house, Which was moated all round about, sir, She slipd herself within the gate, And she lockd the knight without, sir. 'I thank you, kind knight, for seeing me here, And bringing me home a maiden, sir, But you shall have two of my father's men For to set you as far back again, sir.' He drew his sword out of his scabbard, And whet it upon his sleeve, sir, Saying, Cursed be to evry man That will a maid believe, sir! She drew her handkerchief out of her pocket, And threw it upon the ground, sir, Saying, Thrice cursed be to evry maid That will believe a man, sir! We have a tree in our garden, Some call it of rosemary, sir; There's crowing-cocks in our town, That will make a capon of you, sir. We have a flower in our garden, Some call it a marygold, sir, And he that would not when he might, He shall not when he would, sir.