But there came thieves late in the night,
They robb'd my bower, and slew my knight,
And after that my knight was slain,15
I could no longer there remain.
My servants all from me did fly,
In the midst of my extremity,
And left me by myself alone,
With a heart more cold than any stone.20
Yet, though my heart was full of care,
Heaven would not suffer me to despair;
Wherefore in haste I chang'd my name
From Fair Elise to Sweet William.
And therewithall I cut my hair,25
And dress'd myself in man's attire,
My doublet, hose, and beaver hat,
And a golden band about my neck.
With a silver rapier by my side,
So like a gallant I did ride;30
The thing that I delighted on,
It was to be a serving-man.
Thus in my sumptuous man's array
I bravely rode along the way;
And at the last it chanced so,35
That I to the king's court did go.
Then to the king I bow'd full low,
My love and duty for to show;
And so much favour I did crave,
That I a serving-man's place might have.40
"Stand up, brave youth," the king replied,
"Thy service shall not be denied;
But tell me first what thou canst do;
Thou shalt be fitted thereunto.
"Wilt thou be usher of my hall,45
To wait upon my nobles all?
Or wilt thou be taster of my wine,
To wait on me when I do dine?