But heard the roaring of the sea.
8.
8.2 ‘garden’: ‘golden green, if my copy is right.’ —Child.
O they rade on, and further on,
Until they came to a garden green:
‘Light down, light down, ye ladie free,
Some of that fruit let me pull to thee.’
9.
‘O no, O no, True Thomas,’ she says,
‘That fruit maun not be touched by thee,