Than my true-love he built for me.
There came a man, by middle day,
He spied his sport, and went away;
And brought the king that very night,
Who brake my bower, and slew my knight.
He slew my knight, to me sae dear;
He slew my knight, and poin'd his gear:[194]
My servants all for life did flee,
And left me in extremitie.
I sewed his sheet, making my mane;