‘But if it be false, Sir Aldingar,
That thou dost tell to me,
Then looke thou for no other death
But to be hang’d on tree.’
XII
When the King came into the Queene’s chamber,
Standing her bed before,
‘There’s a lodly[56] lome[57],’ says Harry the King
For our dame Queene Elinor!
XIII
‘If thou were a man, as thou art none,
It is here thou shouldest dye;
But a paire of new gallowes shall be built,
Thou’st hang on them soe hye.
XIV
‘And a fayre fyer there shall be bett[58],
And brent our Queene shall been.’
Forth then walk’d our comely King,
And met with our comely Queene.
XV
Saies, ‘God you save our Queene, Madam,
And Christ you save and see!
Here you have chosen a new, new love,
And you will have none of mee.