The rings, by two and three;
"O take, and O take these golden rings,
By them remember me."
She had a white wand in her hand,
She strake him on the breast;
"My faith and troth I give back to thee,
So may thy soul have rest."
"Prithee," said he, "forgive, forget;
Prithee, forget, forgive;
Grant to me yet a little space,