He saw a lady in her bed syttyng,
White as lylye ffloure;
Vp a-Rose that lady bryght, [1640]
And said: ‘Welcom), sir knyght,
That fast art in stoure!’
‘Damysell̴, welcom) mut thou be!
Graunt thou me, for charite,
Of one nyghtis soioure!’ [1645]
1645. socoure MS.
TORRENT IN THE GIANT WERAUNT’S CASTLE.