"Commend me to thy lovely lady.
Bear to her this chain of gold,
And these bracelets for a token;
Grieving that I was so bold:
All my jewels in like sort take thou with thee,
For they are fitting for thy wife, but not for me.
"I will spend my days in prayer;
Love and all her laws defy;
In a nunnery will I shroud me
Far from any compan-y:
But ere my prayers have an end, be sure of this,
To pray for thee and for thy love I will not miss.
"Thus farewell, most gallant captain!
Farewell, too, my heart's content!
Count not Spanish ladies wanton,
Though to thee my love was bent:
Joy and true prosperity go still with thee!"
"The like fall ever to thy share, most fair lad-ie!"
EDWARD, EDWARD.
"Why does your brand sae drop wi' bluid,
Edward, Edward?
Why does your brand sae drop wi' bluid,
And why sae sad gang ye, O?"--
"O, I ha'e kill-ed my hawk sae guid,
Mither, mither!
O, I ha'e kill-ed my hawk sae guid,
And I had nae mair but he, O."--
"Your hawkis bluid was never sae reid,
Edward, Edward:
Your hawkis bluid was never sae reid,
My dear son, I tell thee, O.
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