XXXIV
Then he writhe the gold ring of his fingar
And gave it to that gay ladye;
Sayes, ‘That was a legacye left unto mee
In Harley woods where I co’ld bee.’—
Then he writhe the gold ring of his fingar
And gave it to that gay ladye;
Sayes, ‘That was a legacye left unto mee
In Harley woods where I co’ld bee.’—