Reynardine

One morning as I rambled among the spring time I overheard a young woman converse with Reynardine She said, my man please be civil, My company forsake For to my good opinion I fear you are a rake. Oh no. my dear, i am no rake Cast Out and made a thief And I um searching for concealment AlI from the judge's men Her rosy cheeks and her ruby lips They lost their bloom so fine, And she fell into his arms there All among the mountain thyme He kissed her once. and he kissed her twice Till she came to again And modestly she begged him Pray tell to me your name He said my dear if you look for me Perhaps you'll not me find But I'll be in my castle Pray enquire for Reynardine. Oh day and night she followed him Her eyes so bright, dear child And he led her over the mountains Did the sly, bold Reynardine .