The Book of Old English Ballads by George Wharton Edwards
page 105 of 137 (76%)
page 105 of 137 (76%)
![]() | ![]() |
|
For, in my mind, of all mankind
I love but you alone. HE If that ye went, ye should repent; For in the forest now I have purvayed me of a maid, Whom I love more than you; Another fayrere, than ever ye were, I dare it wele avow; And of you both each should be wroth With other, as I trow: It were mine ease, to live in peace; So will I, if I can; Wherefore I to the wood will go, Alone, a banished man. SHE Though in the wood I understood Ye had a paramour, All this may nought remove my thought, But that I will be your: And she shall find me soft and kind, And courteys every hour; Glad to fulfil all that she will Command me to my power: |
|