Another was clad in pall,
And then came in my lord Barnard’s wife,
The fairest amonst them all.
4.
She cast an eye on Little Musgrave,
As bright as the summer sun;
And then bethought this Little Musgrave,
‘This lady’s heart have I woonn.’
5.
Quoth she, ‘I have loved thee, Little Musgrave,