VIII
She stept to him, as red as any rose,
And took him by the bridle-ring:
‘I pray you, kind sir, give me one pennỳ,
To ease my weary limb.’—
She stept to him, as red as any rose,
And took him by the bridle-ring:
‘I pray you, kind sir, give me one pennỳ,
To ease my weary limb.’—