And were married with speed,
And soon to the church did they go;
No more is she afraid
For to walk in the shade,
Nor sit in those valleys below.
The Stout Cripple of Cornwall.
WHEREIN IS SHEWED HIS DISSOLUTE LIFE AND DESERVED DEATH.
Of a stout cripple that kept the high-way,
And begg’d for his living all time of the day,