And he wold make her the ladie of Learne.
46
Thus that night it was gone,
The other day was come, truly;
The lady wold see the robucke run,
Vp hills and dales and forrest free.
47
Then shee was ware of the younge Lord of Learne
Tending sheepe vnder a bryar, trulye,
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