Kaiming hir gowden hair.
And then the knichte—“Oh ladye brichte,
What chance has broucht you here?
But say the word, and ye schall gang
Back to your kindred dear.”
Then up and spok the ladye fair—
“I have nae friends or kin,
Bot in a little boat I live,
Amidst the waves’ loud din.”
Then answered thus the douchty knichte—