Reliques of ancient English poetry: consisting of old heroic ballads ...

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AND BALLADS. 139
Dread not thy life to fave my fame,
For if thou taken bee,
My felfe will ftep betweene the fwords,
And take the harme on mee
Soe mall I fcape difhonor quite
And if I mould be flaine
What could they fay, but that true love
Had wrought a ladyes bane.
And feare not any further harme 5 65
My felfe will foe devife,
That I will ryde away with thee
Unknowne of mortal eyes :
Djfguifed like fome pretty page,
He meete thee in the darke, 70
And all alone He come to thee,
Hard by my fathers parke.
And there, quoth hee, He meete my deare
If God foe lend me life,
On this day month without all faile
I will make thee my wife.
Then with a fweet and loving kifle,
They parted prefentlye,
And att their partinge brinifh teares
Stoode in eche others eye. So
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