For if thou knew my sighing soe deepe,
Thou wold not meruaile att all.
"Ffor when I came to Tearne-wadling,
A bold barron there I fand;
With a great club vpon his backe,
Standing stiffe & strong.
"And he asked me wether I wold fight
Or from him I shold be gone;
[Or else] I must him a ransome pay,