ek,
_The long night all_--
What with the Algreve didst thou speak?"
_I'm passion's thrall_.

"The speech that I with him did hold,
_The long night all_--
Was all about thy actions bold,"
_I'm passion's thrall_.

"The King two servants did command,
_The long night all_--
"Bid ye the Greve before me stand,"
_I'm passion's thrall_.

"Hear thou, my Greve, what with my Queen
_The long night all_--
Didst thou discourse of yestere'en?"
_I'm passion's thrall_.

"The whole discourse that we did hold,
_The long night all_--
Was of thy virtues manifold,"
_I'm passion's thrall_.

The King his little page address'd,
_The long night all_--
"To come to me the cook request,"
_I'm passion's thrall_.

"Thou cook, the Greve to pieces chop,
_The long night all_--
And to thy Lady serve him up,"
_I'm passion's thrall_.

Long sat the Queen, the meat she eyed,
_The long night all_--
"This is no Roe I'm satisfied,
_I'm passion's thrall_.

"But 'tis the Greve our hall who grac'd."
_The long night all_--
The pieces she collects in haste,
_I'm passion's thrall_.

She wrapped them in white ermine skin,
_The long night all_--
A gilded chest she placed them in.
_I'm passion's thrall_.

She them collects, then wends her slow,
_The long night all_--
Unto the fount of Maribo.
_I'm passion's thrall_.

She dipped them in the water pure,
_The long night all_--
"Rise, Christian man, I thee conjure!"
_I'm passion's thrall_.

The man arose, and thanked his God,
_The long night all_--
Then from the country forth he trod.
_I'm passion's thrall_.

RAMUND

Ramund thought he should a better man be
If better apparel arrayed him;
Of garments of leather, and hemp patch'd together,
The Queen then a present made him.
"These I will not wear," bold Ramund he said,
"They beseem me not fair," said Ramund the young.

"Your garments of tow and leather bestow
On the cleaners of trencher and platter."
The Lady to give him fresh clothes was not slow,
And of sammet and silk were the latter.
"Yes, these will I wear," bold Ramund he said,
"They beseem me right fair," said Ramund the young.

Ramund he into the shop now hies,
Where the best of all tailors was sitting:
"Now wilt thou, O tailor, so dext'rous and wise,
Make clothes for Ramund fitting?"
"And why should I not?" the tailor he said,
"Then thou'lt do well I wot," s