The Two Magicians

The lady stood at her own front door

As straight as a willow wand

And along there came a husky smith

With a hammer in his hand

And he said

Bide lady, bide

There's nowhere you can hide

The husky smith will be your love

And that'll pull down your pride

Well may you dress, you lady fair

All in your robes of red

Before tomorrow at this same time

I'll have your maidenhead

I'd rather I was dead and cold

And my body laid in the grave

Than a husky, dusty, coal blacksmith

My maidenhead should have

Then the lady she held up her hand

And swore upon her soul

She never would be the blacksmith's love

For all of a box of gold

And the blacksmith he held up his hand

And he swore upon the mass

I'll have you for me love, me girl

For half of that or less

She turned herself into a hare

And ran upon the plain

And he became a greyhound dog

And fetched her back again

She changed herself to a swift young mare

As dark as the night was black

And he became a golden saddle

And clung unto her back

She turned turned herself to a full-dressed ship

A-sailing on the sea

And he became a captain bold

And aboard on her went he

So the lady ran in her own bedroom

And changed into a bed

And he became a coverlet

And gained her maidenhead

Bide lady, bide

There's nowhere you can hide

The husky smith will be your love

And that'll pull down your pride

And was she woe, he held her so

And still he bad her bide

And the husky smith became her love

And that pulled down her pride