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78 AMERICAN BALLADS AND SONGS
Then up bespoke her eldest brother, saying, "Indeed it was not me."
The same replied her youngest brother and cursed most bitterly.
"Brothers," she said, "don't turn so red or try the law to shun;
You did the deed and sore you will bleed for my constant farmer's son."
These villains then did own their guilt and for the same
did die; Young Mary fair in deep despair, she never ceased to
cry; Her parents both they vanished away for their span of
life was run; Young Mary cried and of sorrow died for her constant
Come all you young men who handle a gun, Be warned of shooting after the down sun.
A story I'll tell you; it happened of late, Concerning Mollie Bond, whose beauty was great.
Mollie Bond was out walking, and a shower came on; She sat under a beech tree the showers to shun.