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5 She carried choice sweet-meats for her nourishment,

And at last they arrived where the present was sent.

This Prince lik’d the present, and gave a command,

That this golden bull in his chamber should stand;

That he might view it each day I declare,

But little did dream that a Princess was there.

Quite out of the bull in the night she did creep,

And kiss’d the young Prince as he lay asleep,

She left a rich neckcloth embroider'd with gold,

Which he on his pillow next day did behold.

The Prince had a mother, to whom he did say,

Who did you let into my chamber, I pray?

Son, there has been none. I do vow and protest;

He lock'd up the neckcloth, and laugh'd at the jest.

Next night as he lay asleep, to be plain,

This lady crept softly, and kiss’d him again,

Next morning a handkerchief he did behold,

Embroider'd with all sorts of flowers in gold.

He said to his mother, I pray tell me right,

What lady has been in my chamber this night?

Dear son, you have verry strange whimsies I find,

He took little notice, but ponder’d in mind.

What Lady this is, I will be satisfy’d,

If it be for love, I will make her my bride,

I’ll see for a fancy, who comes in my room,

But if she’s a harlot, death shall be her doom.

At night she creep'd softly, and kiss'd him, 'tis said,

And a velvet cap on bis pillow she laid,

His thoughts then were ravished so with her charms,

That he on a sudden catch’d her in his arms.

With trembling tear, her joints could not hold,

And craved his pardon tor being sa bold,

His answer was straight, I pardon to thee,

But first I desire to know who you may be.