“Why shouldst thou come here for
love of me,
(Follow, my love, come over the strand)
Having wife and bairns in thy own countrie,
And I the fair flower of Northumberland?”
“I swear by the Blessed Trinity,
(Follow, my love, come over the strand)
That neither wife nor bairns have I,
And thou the fair flower of Northumberland.”
“If courteously thou wilt set me
free,
(Follow, my love, come over the strand)
I vow that I will marry thee,
And thou the fair flower of Northumberland.
“Thou shalt be lady of castles and
towers,
(Follow, my love, come over the strand)
And sit like a queen in princely bowers,
Even thou the fair flower of Northumberland.”
Then parted hence this lady gay,
(Follow, my love, come over the strand)
And got her father’s ring away,
And she the fair flower of Northumberland.
Likewise much gold got she by sleight,
(Follow, my love, come over the strand)
And all to help this forlorn knight,
And she the fair flower of Northumberland.
Two gallant steeds both good and able,
(Follow, my love, come over the strand),
She likewise took out of the stable,
And she the fair flower of Northumberland.
And to the goaler she sent the ring,
(Follow, my love, come over the strand)
Who the knight from prison forth did bring,
To meet the fair flower of Northumberland.
This token set the prisoner free,
(Follow, my love, come over the strand)
Who straight went to this fair ladye,
And she the fair flower of Northumberland.
A gallant steed he did bestride,
(Follow, my love, come over the strand)
And with the lady away did ride,
And she the fair flower of Northumberland.
They rode till they came to a water clear,
(Follow, my love, come over the strand)
“Good sir, how shall I follow you
here,
And I the fair flower of Northumberland?
“The water is rough and wonderful
deep,
(Follow, my love, come over the strand)
And on my saddle I shall not keep,
And I the fair flower of Northumberland?
“Fear not the ford, fair lady,”
quoth he,
(Follow, my love, come over the strand)
“For long I cannot stay for thee,
Even thou the fair flower of Northumberland.”
The lady prickt her gallant steed,
(Follow, my love, come over the strand)
And over the water swam with speed,
Even she the fair flower of Northumberland.
From top to toe all wet was she,
(Follow, my love, come over the strand)
“This have I done for love of thee,
Even I the fair flower of Northumberland.”
Thus rode she all one winter’s night.
(Follow, my love, come over the strand)
Till Edenborough they saw in sight,
The fairest town in all Scotland.