13
Then parted hence this lady gay,
And got her father's ring away,
To helpe this sad knight into faire Scotland.
14
Likewise much gold she got by sleight,
And all to helpe this forlorne knight
To wend from her father to faire Scotland.
15
Two gallant steedes, both good and able,
She likewise tooke out of the stable,
To ride with this knight into faire Scotland.
16
And to the jaylor she sent this ring,
The knight from prison forth to bring,
To wend with her into faire Scotland.
17
This token set the prisoner free,
Who straight went to this faire lady,
To wend with her into faire Scotland.
18
A gallant steede he did bestride,
And with the lady away did ride,
And she the faire flower of Northumberland.
19
They rode till they came to a water cleare:
'Good Sir, how should I follow you heere,
And I the faire flower of Northumberland?
20
'The water is rough and wonderfull deepe,
An[d] on my saddle I shall not keepe,
And I the faire flower of Northumberland.'
21
'Feare not the foord, faire lady,' quoth he,
'For long I cannot stay for thee,
And thou the faire flower of Northumberland.'
22
The lady prickt her wanton steed,
And over the river swom with speede,
And she the faire flower of Northumberland.