Likewise a bottle of claret wine,
And now ere we go farther on,
We'll rest a while, and ye may dine."
When he had eaten and drunk his fill:—
"Lay down your head upon my knee,"
The lady sayd, "ere we climb yon hill
And I will show you fairlies three.
"O see not ye yon narrow road,
So thick beset wi thorns and briers?
That is the path of righteousness,