15 'How can I come down,
'tis so late in the night,
When there's no candle burning,
nor fire to give light?'
16 'You have three silver mantles
as bright as the sun;
So come down, my fair ladye,
by the light of one.'
* * * * *
17 'Oh spare me, Long Lankyn,
oh spare me till twelve o'clock,
You shall have as much gold
as you can carry on your back.'
18 'If I had as much gold
as would build me a tower,'
. . . . . . .
. . . . . . .
19 'Oh spare me, Long Lankyn,
oh spare me one hour,
You shall have my daughter Betsy,
she is a sweet flower.'
20 'Where is your daughter Betsy?
she may do some good;
She can hold the silver basin,
to catch your heart's blood.'
* * * * *
21 Lady Betsy was sitting
in her window so high,
And she saw her father,
as he was riding by.
22 'Oh father, oh father,
don't lay the blame on me;
'Twas the false nurse and Long Lankyn
that killed your ladye.'