And then bespake Child Waters sister,
And these were the words said she:
"You have the prettiest foot-page, brother,
That ever I saw with mine eye.
"But that his belly it is so big,
His girdle goes wondrous high;
And ever, I pray you, Child Waters,
Let him go into the chamber with me."
"It is more meet for a little foot-page,
That has run through moss and mire,