Ballads, English -- England -- Texts; Ballads, Scots -- Scotland -- Texts
He intoxicate the leper-man,
With liquors very sweet: 30
And gave him more and more to drink,
Until he fell asleep.
He took him in his armis twa,
And carried him along,
Till he came to the Queen's own bed, 35
And there he laid him down.
He then stepp'd out of the Queen's bower,
As swift as any roe,
'Till he came to the very place
Where the King himself did go. 40
The King said unto Rodingham,
"What news have you to me?"--
He said, "Your Queen's a false woman,
As I did plainly see."--
He hasten'd to the Queen's chamber, 45
So costly and so fine,
Until he came to the Queen's own bed,
Where the leper-man was lain.
He looked on the leper-man,
Who lay on his Queen's bed; 50
He lifted up the snaw-white sheets,
And thus he to him said:--
"Plooky, plooky, are your cheeks,
And plooky is your chin,
And plooky are your armis twa, 55
My bonny Queen's layne in.
"Since she has lain into your arms,
She shall not lye in mine;
Since she has kiss'd your ugsome mouth,
She never shall kiss mine."-- 60
In anger he went to the Queen,
Who fell upon her knee;
He said, "You false, unchaste woman,
What's this you've done to me?"
The Queen then turn'd herself about, 65
The tear blinded her ee--
"There's not a knight in a' your court
Dare give that name to me."
He said, "'Tis true that I do say;
For I a proof did make: 70
You shall be taken from my bower,
And burned at a stake.
"Perhaps I'll take my word again,
And may repent the same,
If that you'll get a Christian man 75
To fight that Rodingham."--
"Alas! alas!" then cried our Queen,
"Alas, and woe to me!
There's not a man in all Scotland
Will fight with him for me."-- 80
She breathed unto her messengers,
Sent them south, east, and west;
They could find none to fight with him,
Nor enter the contest.
She breathed on her messengers, 85
She sent them to the north;
And there they found Sir Hugh le Blond,
To fight him he came forth.
When unto him they did unfold
The circumstance all right, 90
He bade them go and tell the Queen,
That for her he would fight.
The day came on that was to do
That dreadful tragedy;
Sir Hugh le Blond was not come up 95
To fight for our ladye.
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