Yet shalt thou eat though I hunger now."
She took him apples from her scrip,
She kissed him, cheek and chin and lip.
She took him cakes of woodland bread:
"Whiles am I hunger-pinched," she said.
She had a gourd and a pilgrim shell;
She took him water from the well.
She stroked his breast and his scarlet gear;
She spake, "How brave thou art and dear!"
Her arms about him did she wind;