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Wit Reſtor’d.
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The one of them was clad in green
Another was clad in pale,
And then came in my lord Bernards wife
The faireſt amonſt them all;

She caſt an eye on little Muſgrave
As bright as the ſummer ſun,
And then bethought this little Muſgrave
This lady,s heart have I woonn.

Quoth ſhe I have loved thee little Muſgrave
Full long and many a day,
So have I loved you fair Lady,
Yet never word durſt I ſay.

I have a bower at Buckelsfordbery
Full daintyly it is geight.
If thou wilt wed thither thou little Muſgrave
Thou’s lig in mine armes all night.

Quoth he,I thank yee faire lady
This kindnes thou ſhoweſt to me,
But whether it be to my weal or woe
This night I will lig with thee.

With that he heard a little tyne page
By his ladyes coach as he ran,
All though I am my ladyes foot page
Yet I am lord Barnards man

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