94 'I'le see that wedding,' my Lord of Arrundale said,
'Of my daughter's loue that is soe ffaire;
And sith itt will no better be,
Of all my land Thomas a Pott shall be my heyre.'
95 'Now all my maids,' the ladye said,
'And ladyes of England, faire and ffree,
Looke you neuer change your old loue for no new,
Nor neuer change for no pouertye.
96 'Ffor I had a louer true of mine owne,
A seruing-man of a small degree;
Ffrom Thomas a Pott I'le turne his name,
And the Lord of Arrundale hee shall bee.'
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a. London, printed for F. Coles, and others, 1677, Bodleian Library, Wood, 259. b. Pepys Penny Merriments, I, 189, Magdalen College Library, Cambridge.
1 Of all the lords in Scotland fair,
And ladies that been so bright of blee,
There is a noble lady among them all,
And report of her you shall hear by me.
2 For of her beauty she is bright,
And of her colour very fair;
She's daughter to Lord Arundel,
Approvd his parand and his heir.
3 'I'le see this bride,' Lord Phenix said,
'That lady of so bright a blee,
And if I like her countenance well,
The heir of all my lands she'st be.'
4 But when he came the lady before,
Before this comely maid came he,
'O God thee save, thou lady sweet,
My heir and parand thou shalt be.'