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

3a ANCIENT SONGS
Moft loyal have yee been to mee,
Moft true and faithful unto deathe :
And, ch ! to rayfe yee up againe,
How freelye could I yield my breathe ? 80
But fee the traitor's yet alive,
Lo where hee ftalkes among thedeade !
Nowe bitterlye he mall abye :
And vengeance fall upon his head.
O ftaye, my liege, then fayd the duke; $$
O ftaye for love and charitie ;
Remember what the vifion fpake,
Nor meete your foe, if it may bee.
O, ftaye mee not, thou worthye wight,
This debt my loyal knights I owe : 90
Betide me life, betide me death,
I will avenge them of their foe.
Then ftraite he grafp'd his truitye fpeare,
And on his horfe then mounted hee :
As his butler holpe him to his horfe,
His bowels gumed to his knee.
Alas ! then fayd the noble king,
That I mould live this fight to fee I
To fee this good knight here be fiaine,.
All for his love in helping mee I
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