Full daintily it is dight;
If thou wilt wend thither, thou little Musgrave,
Thou's lig in mine arms all night."
Quoth he, "I thank ye, fair lady,
This kindness thou showest to me;
But whether it be to my weal or woe,
This night I will lig with thee."
With that he heard a little tiny page,
By his lady's coach as he ran:
"Allthough I am my lady's footpage,