Forty miles distant was she sent,
Unto his brother’s, with intent
That she should there so long remain,
Till she had changed her mind again.
VI
Hereat this young man sadly grieved,
But knew not how to be relieved;
He sigh’d and sobb’d continually
That his true love he could not see.
VII
She by no means could to him send,
Who was her heart’s espousèd friend;
He sigh’d, he grieved, but all in vain,
For she confined must still remain.
VIII
He mourn’d so much that doctor’s art
Could give no ease unto his heart,
Who was so strangely terrified
That in short time for love he died.
IX
She that from him was sent away
Knew nothing of his dying day;
But constant still she did remain,
And loved the dead, although in vain.