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I The stranger lighted from his steed, And ere he spake a word, He seized my lady's lily hand, And kissed it all unheard. II The stranger walked into the hall, And ere he spake a word, And kissed my lady's cheery lips, And kissed 'em all unheard. III The stranger walked into the bower— But my lady first did go: Ay, hand in hand into the bower, Where my lord's roses blow. IV My lady's maid had a silken scarf, And a golden ring had she, And a kiss from the stranger, as off he went Again on his fair palfrey. |