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 forth she calls the trusty Knight.

who kept this curious bower,

with a clue of twisted thread,

came from this famous flower.

when that they had wounded him,

the Queen his thread did get,

went where lady Rosamond

was like an angel set.

when the Queen with stedfast eyes

beheld this lovely face,

was amazed in her mind

at such exceeding grace.

off, said she, these fine wrought robes,

that rich and costly be,

drink you up this deadly draught

which I have brought to thee.

presently upon her knees,

fair Rosamond did fall,

And pardon of the Queen she crav'd,

for her offences all.

pity on my youthful years

fair Rosamond did cry,

let me not with poison strong

be forced for to die.

will renounce my sinful life,

and in some cloister hide,

else be banish'd if you please,

to range the world so wide.