From top to toe all wet was she,
Follow, my love, come over the strand;90
"Thus have I done for love of thee,
And I the fair Flower of Northumberland."
Thus rode she all one winters night,
Follow, my love, come over the strand,
Till Edenborough they saw in sight,95
The fairest town in all Scotland.
"Now chuse," quoth he, "thou wanton flower,
Follow, my love, come over the strand,
'Whether' thou wilt be my paramour,
Or get thee home to Northumberland.100
"For I have wife, and children five,
Follow, my love, come over the strand;
In Edenborough they be alive,
Then get thee home to fair England.
"This favour thou shalt have to boot,105
Follow, my love, come over the strand;
I'le have 'thy' horse, go thou on foot,
Go, get thee home to Northumberland."
"O false and faithless knight," quoth she,
Follow, my love, come over the strand,110
"And canst thou deal so bad with me,
And I the fair Flower of Northumberland?
"Dishonour not a ladies name,
Follow, my love, come over the strand,
But draw thy sword and end my shame,115
And I the fair Flower of Northumberland."
He took her from her stately steed,
Follow, my love, come over the strand,
And left her there in extream need,
And she the fair Flower of Northumberland.120
Then sat she down full heavily,
Follow, my love, come over the strand;
At length two knights came riding by,
Two gallant knights of fair England.