And that her life had little joy within her royal house,
Was that her father had forgot for slowly passing years
To dower her in marriage with some rich and noble spouse.
Her mourning was so deep one night, the king woke in his
bed.
"What, troubles you, my daughter dear, why do you weep
and mourn?"
"Of your three daughters, royal sire, alone I am not wed.
Therefore my days are dark and dull; therefore I am for
lorn."