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“And are you one that a golden crown, Or the lust of a name can lure?You had better wed with a country clown,And keep your young heart pure.”
“Mother, the King has sworn, and saidThat his son shall wed but me;And I must gang to the prince’s bed,Or a traitor I shall be.”
“Oh, what care you for an old man’s wrath?Or what care you for a king?I had rather you fled on an outlaw’s path,A rebel, a hunted thing.”
“Mother, it is my father’s will,For the King has promised him fairA goodly earldom of hollow and hill,And a coronet to wear.”
“Then woe is worth a father’s name,For it names your dourest foe!I had rather you came the child of shameThan to have you fathered so.”
“Mother, I shall have gold enow,Though love be never mine,To buy all else that the world can showOf good and fair and fine.”
“Oh, what care you for a prince’s gold,Or the key of a kingdom’s till?I had rather see you a harlot boldThat sins of her own free will.

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