He smiled and this did say,
‘They might have been some fairy troops,
That rode along this way.’
She fills him a glass of new port wine, which he drinks to all the company, saying, Happy is the man that is called the groom, but another may love her as well as he and take her from his side.
Up spoke the intended groom,
And an angry man was he,
Saying, If it is to fight that you came here,
I am the man for thee.
‘It is not to fight that I came here,
But friendship for to show;