27
But when lords and ladies at supper sat,
Her pains they struck her in the back.
28
When lords and ladies were laid in bed,
Her pains they struck her in the side.
29
'Rise up, rise up, now, Lord Brangwill,
For I'm wi child and you do not know't.'
30
He took up his foot and gave her sic a bang
Till owre the bed the red blood sprang.
31
He is up to his mother's ha,
Calling her as hard as he could ca.
32
'I went through moss and I went through mure,
Thinking to get some lily flouir.
33
. . . . . . .
'But to my house I have brocht a hure.
34
'I thocht to have got a lady baith meek and mild,
But I've got a woman that's big wi child.'
35
'O rest you here, Lord Brangwill,' she said,
'Till I relieve your lady that lyes so low.'
36
'O daughter dear, will you tell to me
Who is the father of your babie?'