16 But as he turned him round about, She threw him in the sea, Saying, 'Lie you there, you false Sir John, Where you thought to lay me. 17 'O lie you there, you traitor false, Where you thought to lay me, For though you stripped me to the skin, Your clothes you've got with thee.' 18 Her jewels fine she did put on, So costly, rich and brave, And then with speed she mounts his steed, So well she did behave. 19 That lady fair being void of fear, Her steed being swift and free, And she has reached her father's gate Before the clock struck three. 20 Then first she called the stable groom, He was her waiting man; Soon as he heard his lady's voice He stood with cap in hand. 21 'Where have you been, fair May Collin? Who owns this dapple grey?' 'It is a found one,' she replied, 'That I got on the way.' 22 Then out bespoke the wily parrot Unto fair May Collin: 'What have you done with false Sir John, That went with you yestreen?' 23 'O hold your tongue, my pretty parrot, And talk no more to me, And where you had a meal a day O now you shall have three.' 24 Then up bespoke her father dear, From his chamber where he lay: 'What aileth thee, my pretty Poll, That you chat so long or day?' 25 'The cat she came to my cage-door, The thief I could not see, And I called to fair May Collin, To take the cat from me.' 26 Then first she told her father dear The deed that she had done, And next she told her mother dear Concerning false Sir John. 27 'If this be true, fair May Collin, That you have told to me, Before I either eat or drink This false Sir John I'll see.' 28 Away they went with one consent, At dawning of the day, Until they came to Carline Sands, And there his body lay. 29 His body tall, by that great fall, By the waves tossed to and fro, The diamond ring that he had on Was broke in pieces two. 30 And they have taken up his corpse To yonder pleasant green, And there they have buried false Sir John, For fear he should be seen. E J. H. Dixon, Ancient Poems, Ballads, and Songs of the Peasantry of England, p. 74. 1 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. 2 '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.' 3 She fetched him some of her father's gold, And some of her mother's fee, And two of the best nags out of the stable, Where they stood thirty and three.