34 When Lord Iockye looked the letter vpon,
The tender words in itt cold bee,
'Thomas Pott, take thou no care,
Thou 'st neuer loose her throughe pouertye.
35 'Thou shalt have forty pounds a weeke,
In gold and siluer thou shalt rowe,
And Harbye towne I will thee allowe
As longe as thou dost meane to wooe.
36 'Thou shalt haue fortye of thy ffellowes ffaire,
And forty horsse to goe with thee,
And forty speares of the best I haue,
And I my-selfe in thy companye.'
37 'I thanke you, master,' sayd Thomas Pott,
'Neither man nor boy shall goe with mee;
I wold not ffor a thousand pounds
Take one man in my companye.'
38 'Why then, God be with thee, Thomas Pott!
Thou art well knowen and proued for a man;
Looke thou shedd no guiltlesse bloode,
Nor neuer confound no gentlman.
39 'But looke thou take with him some truce,
Apoint a place of lybertye;
Lett him provide as well as hee cann,
And as well provided thou shalt bee.'
40 And when Thomas Pott came to Gilford Greene,
And walked there a litle beside,
Then was hee ware of the Lord Phenix,
And with him Ladye Rozamund his bryde.
41 Away by the bryde rode Thomas of Pott,
But noe word to her that he did say;
But when he came Lord Phenix before,
He gaue him the right time of the day.
42 'O thou art welcome, Thomas a Potts,
Thou serving-man, welcome to mee!
How ffares they lord and master att home,
And all the ladyes in thy cuntrye?'
43 'Sir, my lord and my master is in verry good health,
I wott I ken itt soe readylye;
I pray you, will you ryde to one outsyde,
A word or towe to talke with mee.