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Upon the lute Sweet William plaid,

And to the same he sung and said,

With a pleasant and most noble voice,

Which made the old man to rejoyce:

My father was as brave a lord

As ever Europe did afford;

My mother was a lady bright,

My husband was a valiant knight.

And I my self a lady gay,

Bedeckt with gorgeous rich array;

The bravest lady in the land

Had not more pleasures to command.

I had my musick every day,

Harmonious lessons for to play;

I had my virgins fair and free,

Continually to wait on me.

But now, alas! my husband’s dead,

And all my friends are from me fled;

My former joys are past and gone,

For now I am a serving-man.

At last the king from hunting came,

And presently upon the same

He called for the good old man,

And thus to speak the king began.

“What news, what news, old man?” quod he;

“What news hast thou to tell to me?”

“Brave news,” the old man he did say;

“Sweet William is a lady gay.”

“If this be true thou tellest me

I ’le make thee a lord of high degree;