Many a brave duke, a lord, and a knight,
And with them young Monford of courage so free,
But then was not born my pretty Bessee.
"And there did young Monford with a blow on the face
Lose both his eyes in a very short space;
His life had been gone away with his sight,
Had not a young woman gone forth in the night.
"Among the slain men, her fancy did move
To search and to seek for her own true love,
Who seeing young Monford there gasping to die,