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The Stranger Lighted from His Steed

The stranger lighted from his steed,

And ere he spake a word,

He seiz’d my lady’s lily hand,

And kiss’d it all unheard.

The stranger walk’d into the hall,

And ere he spake a word,

He kiss’d my lady’s cherry lips,

And kiss’d ’em all unheard.

The stranger walk’d into the bower,⁠—

But my lady first did go⁠,⁠—

Ay hand in hand into the bower,

Where my Lord’s roses blow.

My lady’s maid had a silken scarf,

And a golden ring had she,

And a kiss from the stranger, as off he went

Again on his palfrey.