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The Ladye Constance — so was called 
Sir Maurice’ sister fair — 
On Rupert had bestowed a scarf, 
And a ring of dark brown hair. 
She smiled upon his moody brow. 
And at his downcast eye; 
But ne’er did love for Rupert cost 
Gay Constance one light sigh. 
She gave to him the broidered scarf— 
She gave the glossy hair — 
But they were cheated sore, who thought 
The maiden’s heart was there. 
And while Sir Maurice fought in France, 
Gay Constance hied away 
With her young Chieftain to his Tower, 
High o’er the salt sea spray. 
Sir Maurice vowed that woman kind 
Too changeful were for him — 
But may be he’ll be changing too. 
Ere many moons he dim. 
