She swore by God and good Saint John
Leman she had never none.
VIII
Says, ‘Peace, fair maid, you are forsworne,
Ninè children you have borne.
IX
‘Three were buryed under thy bed’s head,
Other three under thy brewing lead[608].
X
‘Other three play on yon greene;
Count, maid, and there be nine.’—
XI
‘But I hope you are the good old man
That all the world beleeves upon.