Manners

An Outlandish knight came from the North lands,

And he came a wooing to me;

He told me he'd take me unto the North lands,

And there he would marry me.

'Come, fetch me some of your father's gold,

And some of your mother's fee;

And two of the best nags out of the stable,

Where they stand thirty and three.'

She fetched him some of her father's gold,

And some of the mother's fee;

And two of the best nags out of the stable,

Where they stood thirty and three.

She mounted her on her milk-white steed,

He on the dapple grey;

They rode till they came unto the sea side,

Three hours before it was day.

'Light off, light off thy milk-white steed,

And deliver it unto me;

Six pretty maids have I drowned here,

And thou the seventh shall be.

'Pull off, pull off thy silken gown,

And deliver it unto me,

Methinks it looks too rich and too gay

To rot in the salt sea.

'Pull off, pull of thy silken stays,

And deliver them unto me;

Methinks they are too fine and gay

To rot in the salt sea.

'Pull off, pull off thy Holland smock,

And deliver it unto me;

Methinks it looks too rich and gay,

To rot in the salt sea.'

'If I must pull off my Holland smock,

Pray turn thy back unto me,

For it is not fitting that such a ruffian

A naked woman should see.'

He turned his back towards her,

And viewed the leaves so green;

She catched him round the middle so small,

And