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The franklin he hath gone to roam, The franklin's maid she bides at home, But she is cold and coy and staid, And who may win the franklin's maid?

The White Company Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930 1902

There came a squire so debonair His dress was rich, his words were fair, He sweetly sang, he deftly played: He could not win the franklin's maid.

The White Company Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930 1902

There came a knight of high renown In bassinet and ciclatoun; On bended knee full long he prayed, He might not win the franklin's maid.

The White Company Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930 1902

But off they ride through wood and glade, The bowman and the franklin's maid.

The White Company Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930 1902

There came an archer bold and true, With bracer guard and stave of yew; His purse was light, his jerkin frayed; Haro, alas! the franklin's maid!

The White Company Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930 1902

The franklin he hath gone to roam, The franklin's maid she bides at home, But she is cold and coy and staid, And who may win the franklin's maid?

The White Company Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930 1902

But off they ride through wood and glade, The bowman and the franklin's maid.

The White Company Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930 1902

For all his ships, for all his trade He could not buy the franklin's maid.

The White Company Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930 1902

There came a squire so debonair His dress was rich, his words were fair, He sweetly sang, he deftly played: He could not win the franklin's maid.

The White Company Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930 1902

Back among the groves he could see the high gable ends and thatched roofs of the franklin's houses, on whose fields these men found employment, or more often a thick dark column of smoke marked their position and hinted at the coarse plenty within.

The White Company Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930 1902