SONGS FOR THE SENTIMENTAL.—NO. 3.
“O fly with me, lady, my gallant destrere
Is as true as the brand by my side;
Through flood and o’er moorland his master he’ll bear,
With the maiden he seeks for a bride.”
This, this was the theme of the troubadour’s lay,
And thus did the lady reply:—
“Sir knight, ere I trust thee, look hither and say,
Do you see any green in my eye?”
“O, doubt me not, lady, my lance shall maintain
That thou’rt peerless in beauty and fame;
And the bravest should eat of the dust of the plain,
Who would quaff not a cup to thy name.”
“I doubt not thy prowess in list or in fray,
For none dare thy courage belie;
And I’ll trust thee, though kindred and priest say me nay—
When you see any green in my eye!”