No: 75; variant: 75[J]
- Lord Lovel was standing at his stable-door,
Kaiming down his milk-white steed,
When by came Lady Anzibel,
Was wishing Lord Lovel good speed, good speed,
Was wishing Lord Lovel good speed.
- 'O where are you going, Lord Lovel?' she said,
'O where are you going?' said she:
'I'm going unto England,
And there a fair lady to see.'
- 'How long will you stay, Lord Lovel?' she said,
'How long will you stay?' says she:
'O three short years will soon go by,
And then I'll come back to thee.'