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 And you are desir’d, my lord, he says,

to send down a cup of wine with me.

He hit the table with his foot,

he kep’d it with his knee,

I'll lay my life and all my land,

that is Susan Py come o’er the sea.

He has gone unto the stair head

a step he took but barely three,

He open’d the gates most speedily,

and Susan Py he there could see.

Is this the way, young Bichen, she says,

is this the way that you’ve used me,

I relieved you from prison strong,

and ill have you rewarded me.

O mind ye, young Bichen she says,

the vows and oaths ye made to me,

When ye lay bound in prison strong,

in a deep dungeon of misery.

He took her by the milk white hand,

and led her into the palace fine,

There was not a lady in all the palace

but Susan Py did all outshine.

The day concluded with joy and mirth,

on every side there might you see,

There was great joy in all England,

for the wedding of Susan Py.