8
'O what dost thou want of me?' the wild boar said he;
'O I think in my heart I can do enough for thee.'
For I am, etc.
9
Then they fought four hours in a long summer's day,
Till the wild boar fain would have gotten away.
From Sir Ryalas, etc.
10
Then Sir Ryalas drawd his broad sword with might,
And he fairly cut his head off quite.
For he was, etc.
11
Then out of the wood the wild woman flew:
'Oh thou hast killed my pretty spotted pig!
As thou beest, etc.
12
'There are three things I do demand of thee,
It's thy horn, and thy hound, and thy gay lady.'
As thou beest, etc.
13
'If these three things thou dost demand of me,
It's just as my sword and thy neck can agree.'
For I am, etc.
14
Then into his locks the wild woman flew,
Till she thought in her heart she had torn him through.
As he was, etc.
15
Then Sir Ryalas drawd his broad sword again,
And he fairly split her head in twain.
For he was, etc.
16
In Bromsgrove church they both do lie;
There the wild boar's head is picturd by
Sir Ryalas, etc.