Nowe daye was gone, and night was come,
And all were fast asleepe,
All save the ladye Emmeline,55
Who sate in her bowre to weepe:
And soone shee heard her true loves voice
Lowe whispering at the walle:
"Awake, awake, my deare ladye,
Tis I, thy true love, call.60
"Awake, awake, my ladye deare,
Come, mount this faire palfraye:
This ladder of ropes will lette thee downe,
Ile carrye thee hence awaye."
"Nowe nay, nowe nay, thou gentle knight,65
Nowe nay, this may not bee;
For aye sould I tint my maiden fame,
If alone I should wend with thee."
"O ladye, thou with a knight so true
Mayst safelye wend alone;70
To my ladye mother I will thee bringe,
Where marriage shall make us one."
"My father he is a baron bolde,
Of lynage proude and hye;
And what would he saye if his daughter75
Awaye with a knight should fly?
"Ah! well I wot, he never would rest,
Nor his meate should doe him no goode,
Till he had slayne thee, Child of Elle,
And seene thy deare hearts bloode."80
"O ladye, wert thou in thy saddle sette,
And a little space him fro,
I would not care for thy cruel father,
Nor the worst that he could doe.