This maiden had scarcely these words spoken,
Till in at her window the elf-knight has luppen.
"It's a very strange matter, fair maiden," said he,
"I canna blaw my horn, but ye call on me."
"But will ye go to yon greenwood side,
If ye canna' gang, I will cause you to ride."
He leapt on a horse, and she on another,
And they rode on to the greenwood together.
"Light down, light down, lady Isabel," said he,
"We are come to the place where ye are to die."