41 The Duke of Ffrance heard tell of this, To his place _tha_t worthy lo_rd_ was come, truly; He entertaind him w_i_th a quart of red Renish wi[ne], Saies, Lo_rd_ of Learne, thou art welcome to me. 42 Then to supp_er_ that they were sett, Lords and ladyes in their degree; The steward was sett next the Duke of France; An vnseemlye sight it was to see. 43 Then bespake the Duke of Ffrance, Vnto the Lo_rd_ of Leearne said hee there, Sayes, Lo_rd_ of Learne, if thou’le marry my daught[er], I’le mend thy liuing fiue hundred pound a yeere. 44 Then bespake _tha_t lady fayre, Answered her ffather soe alone, That shee would be his marryed wiffe If he wold make her lady of Learne. 45 Then hand in hand the steward her he tooke, And plight _tha_t lady his troth alone, _Tha_t she shold be his marryed wiffe, And he wold make her the ladie of Learne. 46 Thus _tha_t night it was gone, The other day was come, truly; The lady wold see the robucke run, Vp hills and dales and forrest free. 47 Then shee was ware of the younge Lo_rd_ of Learne Tending sheepe vnder a bryar, trulye, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 48 And thus shee called vnto her maids, And held her hands vp thus an hie; Sayes, Feitch me yond shepard’s boy, I’le know why he doth mourne, trulye. 49 When he came before _tha_t lady fayer, He fell downe vpon his knee; He had beene so well brought vpp He needed not to learne curtesie. 50 ‘Where wast thou borne, thou bonny boy? Where or in what countrye?’ ‘Madam, I was borne in faire Scottland, _Tha_t is soe farr beyond the sea.’ 51 ‘What is thy name, thou bonny boy? I pray thee tell it vnto mee;’ ‘My name,’ he sayes, ‘is Poore Disaware, That tends sheepe on a lonely lee.’ 52 ‘One thing thou must tell mee, bonny boy, W_hi_ch I must needs aske of thee, Dost not thou know the young Lo_rd_ of Learne? He is comen a woing into France to me.’ 53 ‘Yes, _tha_t I doe, madam,’ he said, And then he wept most tenderlie; ‘The Lo_rd_ of Learne is a worthy lo_rd_, If he were at home in his oune country.’ 54 ‘What ayles thee to weepe, my bonny boy? Tell me or ere I part thee froe:’ ‘Nothing but for a friend, madam, _Tha_t’s dead from me many a yeere agoe.’ 55 A loud laughter the ladie lought, O Lo_rd_! shee smiled wonderous hie: ‘I haue dwelled in France since I was borne; Such a shepard’s boy I did neuer see. 56 ‘Wilt thou not leaue thy sheepe, my child, And come vnto service vnto mee? And I will giue thee meate and fee, And my chamberlaine thou shalt bee.’