"but who beene yonder, my good Ladye,
that walkes soe royallye on yonder greene?"
"yonder is Lord Hunsden, Jamye," she saye;
"alas! heele doe you both tree and teene!"88
"and who beene yonder, thou gay Ladye,
that walkes soe royallye him beside?"
"yond is Sir William Drurye, Jamy," shee sayd,
"and a keene Captain hee is, and tryde."92
"how many miles is itt, thou good Ladye,
betwixt yond English Lord and mee?"
"marry thrise fifty mile, Jamy," shee sayd,
"and euen to seale and by the sea:96
"I neuer was on English ground,
nor neuer see itt with mine eye,
but as my witt and wisedome serues,
and as [the] booke it telleth mee.100
"my mother, shee was a witch woman,
and part of itt shee learned mee;
shee wold let me see out of Lough Leuen
what they dyd in London cytye."104
"but who is yond, thou good Layde,
that comes yonder with an Osterne fface?"
"yonds Sir John fforster, Jamye," shee sayd;
"methinks thou sholdest better know him then I."108
"Euen soe I doe, my goodlye Ladye,
and euer alas, soe woe am I!"
he pulled his hatt ouer his eyes,
and, lord, he wept soe tenderlye!
he is gone to his Master againe,
and euen to tell him the veretye.
"Now hast thou beene with Marry, Jamy," he sayd,
"Euen as thy tounge will tell to mee;116
but if thou trust in any womans words,
thou must refraine good companye."
"It is noe words, my Lord," he sayes,
"yonder the men shee letts mee see,120
how many English Lords there is
is wayting there for you and mee;
"yonder I see the Lord Hunsden,
and hee and you is of the third degree;124
a greater enemye, indeed, my Lord,
in England none haue yee,"