Quoth Musgrave unto Armstrong then, 25 "Yon sits the sweetest dame, That ever for her fair beauty Within this country came." "In sooth," quoth Armstrong presently, "Your judgment I must verify, 30 There never came unto my eye A braver bonny lass." "I swear," said Musgrave, "by this sword, Which did my knighthood win, To steal away so sweet a dame, 35 Could be no ghostly sin." "That deed," quoth Armstrong, "would be ill, Except you had her right good will, That your desire she would fulfil, And be thy bonny lass." 40 By this the service quite was done, And home the people past; They wish'd a blister on his tongue That made thereof such haste. At the church door the knights did meet, 45 The Lady Dacres for to greet, But most of all her daughter sweet, That beauteous bonny lass. Said Armstrong to the lady fair, "We both have made a vow 50 At dinner for to be your guests, If you will it allow." With that bespoke the lady free, "Sir knights, right welcome shall you be;" "The happier men therefore are we, 55 For love of this bonny lass." Thus were the knights both prick'd in love, Both in one moment thrall'd, And both with one fair lady gay, Fair Isabella call'd. 60 With humble thanks they went away, Like wounded harts chas'd all the day, One would not to the other say, They lov'd this bonny lass. Fair Isabel, on the other side, 65 As far in love was found; So long brave Armstrong she had ey'd, Till love her heart did wound; "Brave Armstrong is my joy," quoth she, "Would Christ he were alone with me, 70 To talk an hour, two, or three, With his fair bonny lass." But as these knights together rode, And homeward did repair, Their talk and eke their countenance shew'd 75 Their hearts were clogg'd with care. "Fair Isabel," the one did say, "Thou hast subdu'd my heart this day;" "But she's my joy," did Musgrave say, "My bright and bonny lass." 80 With that these friends incontinent Became most deadly foes; For love of beauteous Isabel, Great strife betwixt them rose: Quoth Armstrong, "She shall be my wife, 85 Although for her I lose my life;" And thus began a deadly strife, And for one bonny lass.