Thomas of Winesbury

It fell upon a time that the proud king of France
Went hunting five months or more;
That his daughter fell in love with Thomas of Winesbury
Who from Scotland was newly come,
Who from Scotland was newly come.

You're welcome you're welcome dear father, she says
You're welcome again to your own
For I have been sick and very very sick
Thinking long for your coming home

Put off put off your gown of green
Stand straight upon the stone
And I will tell you by and by
Whether you be a maid or none

She's put off her gown of green
Stood straight upon the stone
And when she looked down her belly it was big
And her falr colour it was wan

0 is it to a man of might, daughter
Or is it to a man that's mean
Or is it to one of those rank rebels
That lately from Scotland came?

It is not to a man of might, she says
Nor yet to a man that's mean
But it is to Thomas of Winesbury
And for him I must suffer pain

If it be to Thomas of Winesbury
As I trust well it be
Before I either eat or drink
High hanged he shall be

When Thomas came tripping up the stair
His clothing was of the silk
His hair hung like the threads of gold
His skin was white as the milk

No wonder no wonder Lord Thomas, he said
My daughter fell in love with thee
For if I were a woman as I am a man
Mg bedfellow you should be

Will you wed my daughter Jean
By the faith of thy right hand
And I'll give gou gold and I'll give you gear
And a third part of my land

I will marrg gour daughter Jean
By the faith of my right hand
I'll have none of your gold and none of your gear
I've enough in fair Scotland.

Child #100
From Seeds of Love, Sedley
RG