And when he gave not over,
the maiden sprang upright:
“Full ill doth it beseem you
to touch my shift so white!
Coarse are you and unmanner’d:
woe therefore you betide!
You shall not soon forget it!”
the comely maiden cried.
And when he gave not over,
the maiden sprang upright:
“Full ill doth it beseem you
to touch my shift so white!
Coarse are you and unmanner’d:
woe therefore you betide!
You shall not soon forget it!”
the comely maiden cried.