“The water weets my tae,” she said;
“The water weets my knee;
And hold up my bridle reins, Sir Knight,
For the sake of Our Ladye.”
“If I would help thee now,” he said,
“It were a deadly sin;
For I’ve sworn neir to trust a fair may’s word,
Till the water weets her chin.”
“Oh! the water weets my waist,” she said;