XXV

None but one little foot-page
Crept forth at a window of stone;
And he had two armes when he came in
And [when he went out he had one].

XXVI

Upp then came that ladie light,
With torches burning bright;
Shee thought to have brought Sir Gyles a drinke,
But shee found her owne wed Knight.

XXVII

And the first thing that shee stumbled upon
Was of Sir Gyles his foote;
Sayes, ‘Ever alacke, and woe is me,
Here lies my sweet hart-roote[371]!’

XXVIII

And the second thing shee stumbled upon
Was of Sir Gyles his head;
Sayes, ‘Ever alacke, and woe is me,
Here lyes my true-love deade!’

XXIX

He cut the papps beside her brest,
And bade her wish her will;
And he cutt the eares beside her heade,
And bade her wish on still.