58 They fetched a race and rode about,
The blood in Tomey's body began to warm;
He away by Lord Fenix body glowde,
And he ran him quite through the arm.
59 Out of his saddle bore him he hath,
Of from his steed that mounted so high;
'Now rise and fight, Lord Fenix,' he said,
'Or else yeeld the lady unto me.'
60 'I'll yeeld the lady unto thee;
My arm no more my spear will guide;
It was never better likely to prove,
To hold a poor serving-man from his bride.'
61 'But if thou wilt thus deal then with me,
Lest of this matter should rise any voice,
That I have gotten the victory,
Then thou shalt have another choice.
62 'Yonder is a lane of two miles long;
At either end then stand will we;
Wee 'l set the lady in the midst,
And whether she come to, take her, for me.'
63 'If thou wilt thus deal,' said Fenix then,
'Thou 'll save my credit and honor high;
And whether I win her, or go without her,
I'le be willing to give ten pounds to thee.'
64 There was a lane of two miles long;
The lady was set in the middle that tide;
She laught and made merry her maids among,
And said, Tomey o'th Pots, now I 'le be thy bride.
65 Now all you ladies of high degree,
And maides that married yet would be,
Marry no man for goods or lands,
Unlesse you love him faithfully.
66 For I had a love of my own, she said,
At Strawberrie Castle there lived he;
I'le change his name from Tomey o'th Pots,
And the yong Earl of Arundell now he shall be.