ANONYMOUS

She. I think not nay but as ye say;

It is no maiden's lore ; But love may make me for your sake,

As I have said before, To come on foot, to hunt and shoot.

To get us meat and store ; For so that I your company

May have, I ask no more. From which to part it maketh my heart

As cold as any stone; For, in my mind, of all mankind

I love but you alone.

He. For an outlaw this is the law,

That men him take and bind : Without pitie, hanged to be,

And waver with the wind. If I had need (as God forbede !)

What socours could ye find ? Forsooth I trow, you and your bow

For fear would draw behind. And no mervail ; for little avail

Were in your counsel than : Wherefore I'll to the green-wood go,

Alone, a banished man.

She. Right well know ye that women be

But feeble for to fight ; No womanhede it is, indeed,

To be bold as a knight : Yet in such fear if that ye were

With enemies day and night,

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