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T37489 THere was a Knight got drunk with Wine, / a riding along the way sir THE baffled Knight was by the Lass, / ingeniously outwitted, THE knight was fooled once more, / you'll find by this pleasant ditty, THE Fourth Part of the baffled knight / the Lady has fairly acted, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 289758 The Lady's Policy; or, The / Baffled KNIGHT. The Lady's Policy; or, The Baffled KNIGHT. The Lady's Policy; or, The Baffled KNIGHT. Printer I. Lane 1736-1736

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THere was a Knight got drunk with Wine, a riding along the way sir And there he met with a Lady fine, amongst the Cocks of hay sir. One Question he did crave of her, and askd her to lay her down sir, But he had neither Cloth nor sheet, to keep her from the Ground sir. There is a great dew upon the Grass, and if you should lay me down sir, You wound spoil my gay Cloathing that cost me many a pound sir. I have a Cloak of scarlet Red, Ill lay it under thee Love, And if youll go to my Fathers Hall, That is moated all round about sir There you shall have your will of me, within sir, and without sir. O yonder stands my milk-white steed, and among fhe Cocks of Hay sir, If the Kings Pinder should chance to come hell take my steed away, I have a Ring upon my Finger, its made of the finest Gold Love And it shall serve to fetch your steed, out of the Pinders fold Love. And if youll go to my Fathers House that is moated all round about sir, There you shall have your Chamber free, and your Chamberlain Ill be sir. He set her on a milk white stead, himself upon another, And so they rid along the Way, Like Sister and like Brother. But when he came to her Fathers House, which was moated all round about sir,
She slipt herself within the Gate; and Lockd the Knight without sir. I thank you kind Knight, for seeing me here and bringing my maiden head home sir, But you shall have two of my Fathers Men to set you as far back again sir. He drew his sword out of his scabbard, and wet it upon his sleeve sir, Saying a Curse be to every Man that will a maid believe sir. We have a tree in our Garden some call it a Rosemary, sir, Theres crowing Cocks in our Town, Well make a Capon of you, sir: We have a Flower in our Garden, some call it a Marygold, sir, And he that would not when he might, he shall not when he would, sir. But if you chance to meet a Maid, a little below the town, sir, You must not mind her gay Cloathing, nor the rinkling of her gown, sir. And if you chance to meet a Maid, a little below the Hill, sir, You need not fear her squeaking out, For she quickly will lye still sir.
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THE baffled Knight was by the Lass, ingeniously outwitted, And since that time it came to pass, he was again well fitted. As he was riding across the Plain, in Boots, Spurs, Hat and Feather,
He met with that Lady fair again they talkd awhile together. He said, tho you did serve me so. and cunningly did decoy me, Yet now before you further go, I must and will enjoy you. Twas near a spacious Rivers side, where Rushes Green were growing, And Neptunes silver streams did glide, four Fathom water flowing. The Lady blushed like scarlet red, and trembling at this stranger, How shall I guide my maidenhead, from this approaching danger. With a lamenting sigh, said she, to die I vow I am ready: Must this dishonour fall on me, a most unhappy Lady. He from his saddle did, alight In gaudy rich attire, And cried, I am a Noble Knight, who does your Charms admire. Hu took the Lady by the hand, who seemingly Consented, And would no more disputing stand, While she a Plot invented. How she might baffle him again, with much delight and pleasure, And eke unspotted still remain, with her pure Virgin Treasure. Look yonder, Sir, good Knight I pray, methinks I dow discover, Well mounted on a dapple Grey: my true entire Lover. The Knight than standing on the brink, of a deep flowing River Thought she thou now shall swim, or sink, chuse which thou fancest rather. Against his back the Lady run, the Waters straight he sounded. He cryd Love, what have you done, help, help, or I am drowned. Said she, farewel, sir Knight adieu, you see what comes of fooling That is the fittest Place for you, whose Courage wanted cooling. Love help me out, and Ill forgive the fault that youve committed, No, no, said she, sir, as I live, I think you are well fitted. She rid home to her Fathers house, for speedy Expedition, Whilst the Knight was soakd like souse, in a sad wet Condition. When he came mounted to the Plain, he was in rich attire, Yet when he back returned again, he was all muck and mire. A solemn Vow he there did make, Just as he came from swimming, Hed love no Lady for her sake nor any other Woman.
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THE knight was fooled once more, youll find by this pleasant ditty, For she whose Charms he did adore, was wonderful sharp and witty. Returning from her Fathers Park, just by a Summer Bower, She chanced to meet her angry spark, who gave her a frowning lour. The thoughts of what she twice had done, did cause him to draw his Rapier And at the Lady than be run, and thus he began to Vapour. You chousd me at your Fathers Gate, then tumbled me into the River I seek for Satisfaction straight, or Ill be a fool forever. He came with Resolution bent, that Evening to enjoy her And if she did not give Consent, that minute hed destroy her. I pray sir knight, and why so hot, against a Young silly Woman, Such Crimes as these must be forgot, for merry Intreagues are common. What do you count it mirth he cried, to tumble me in and Leave me, What if I drowned there had died, a dangerous Jest believe me. Well if I pardon you this day, these injuries out of measure, It is because without delay, I mean to enjoy the pleasure. Your suit she said is not denied, but think on your boots of Leather, And let me pull them off she cried, before we lye together. He sat him down upon the Grass, and Violets sweet and tender Now by this means it came to pass, she did his Purpose hinder. For having pulld his boots halfway, she cried I am now your betters, You shall not make of me your Prey sit there like a thief in fetters. Now finding that she had served him so, he rose and began to grumble For he could neither stand nor go, but did like a Cripple tumble. The boots stuck fast and would not stir, his folly she soon did mention And laughing said, I pray, kind sir, how like you my new invention My Laughing, sir, you must excuse you are but a stingless Nettle Youd never have stood for boots nor shoes, had you been a Man of mettle. Farewel sir knight, its almost dark, I fear neither Wind nor Weather Ill send my Fathers Servant Man, to pull off your boots of Leather.
She Laughed outright, as well she might with merry conceits of scorning, And left him there to sit all Night until the approaching Morning.
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THE Fourth Part of the baffled knight the Lady has fairly acted, She did his Love and service slight which made him quite distracted. She left him in her Fathers Park, where nothing but deer could hear him While he lay rowling in the dark, theres never a soul came near him. Until the Morning break of day, and being warm summers Weather A Shepherd chanced to come that Way, who pulled on his boots of Leather. Then mounting on his milk white stead, he shaking his ears was ready And whip and spur he rid with speed, to find out this crafty Lady. If once this Lady I come night, she shall be releasd by no Man, Why should so brave a knight as I, be fooled by a silly Woman Three times she has affronted me, in crimes which I cannot pardon, But if I ant revenged said he, Let me not be worth one Farthing. I value not her beauty fair, Tho once I did dote upon her This trusty sword shall now repair my baffled blasted honour. Unto her Fathers house he went, which on every side was moated The fair, sweet youthful charming dame, his angry brows she noted. Thought she, Ill have the other bout, and tumble him into the River, And let the devil help him out or he shall lye for ever. He will not leave me at rest, altho I have often foild him. Therefore once more I do protest With flattery Ill begile him. The bridge was drawn, the gates lockd fast, so that he could no way enter She smiled on him, and said at last, sir knight, if you please to venter. A Plank lies over the moat hard by, full seventeen foot in measure Theres no body now at home but I, so that you may use your Pleasure. This Word she had no sooner spoke, but straight he was tripping over The Plank was sawn, and snapping broke, he proved an unhappy Lover.
Durham: Printed and Sold by I. Lane.