The words of his ditty she mark'd them right
well;
To sit any longer this bride was not able,
So down at the bridegrooms feet she fell.
"O one, one request, my lord, one and no other,
O this one request will you grant it to me?
To lie for this night in the arms of my mother,
And ever, and ever thereafter with thee."
Her one, one request it was granted her fairly;
Pale were her cheeks as she went up to bed;