XII
‘Courteous lady, leave this fancy;
Here comes all that bleeds the strife;
I in England have already
A sweet woman to my wife:
I will not falsify my vow for gold or gain,
Nor yet for all the fairest dames that live in Spain.’—
‘Courteous lady, leave this fancy;
Here comes all that bleeds the strife;
I in England have already
A sweet woman to my wife:
I will not falsify my vow for gold or gain,
Nor yet for all the fairest dames that live in Spain.’—