48 And so this wedding-day was staid,
The lady and lords they turned home;
The lady made merry her maidens among,
And said, Tomey I wish thou may win thy own.
49 Early in the morning, when day did spring,
On Gilforth Green betime was he;
He waited long for Lord Fenix comming,
But Lord William Fenix he could not see.
50 He waited long and very long,
Untill the sun waxed very high;
There was he ware of Lord Fenix coming,
And with him other men three.
51 'Thou art a false thief, Lord Fenix,' he said,
'Because thou breakst thy promise with me;
Thou promisedst me to come by thy self,
And thou hast brought other men three.
52 'But in regard I call thee thief,
Because thou hast broken promise with me,
I vow, and you were as many more,
Forsaken sure you should not be.'
53 'These are my men,' Lord Fenix said,
'That every day do wait on me;
If any of them do strike a stroke,
In faith then hanged he shall be.'
54 They fetcht a race and rode about,
And then they met full eagerly;
Lord Fenix away by Tomey's body glowd,
And he ran him quite thorow the thigh.
55 Out of his saddle bore him he did,
And laid his body on the ground;
His spear he ran thorow Tomey's thigh,
In which he made a grievous wound.
56 But Tomey quickly start up again;
For as he was a physitian good,
He laid his hand upon the wound,
And quickly he did stanch the blood.
57 Full lightly he leaped to his saddle again,
Forth of it long he did not stay;
For he weighed more of the ladie's love
Then of any life he had that day.