Up then spake Fair Mary,
Marry wou’d she nane;
If ever she came in man’s bed,
The same gate[510] wad she gang.
III
‘Make no vows, Fair Mary,
For fear they broken be;
Here’s been the Knight of Wallington,
Asking good will of thee.’—
IV
‘If here’s been the knight, mother,
Asking good will of me,
Within three quarters of a year
You may come bury me.’
V
But when she came to Wallington,
And into Wallington hall,
There she spy’d her [lord’s] mother,
Walking about the wall.
VI
‘You’re welcome, welcome, daughter dear,
To thy castle and thy bowers.’—
‘I thank you kindly, mother,
I hope they’ll soon be yours.’