"I know your grief ere it is told."
"But how can I my home regain
Without a single piece of gold?"
"H't is to buy a horse you need,
I 'll give to you my pretty mare,
You need not wait to find a ship,
But take the shallop anchored there."
"Fair dame, 't is not a horse will serve,
For far is Ceuta and Castille,
To take a ship and run away,