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88 AMERICAN BALLADS AND SONGS
Increasing still his anger he bid me quick begone, "For none but a rich squire shall wed my Coolen Bawn."
I went unto his daughter and told her my sad tale. Oppressed with grief and anger we both did weep and wail. She said, "My dearest Reilly, the thought I can't withstand That in your sorrow you should leave me, your own dear Coolen Bawn."
A horse I did get ready in the silent night.
Having no other remedy, we quickly took our flight. The horse he chanced to stumble and threw both along,
Confused and solely bruised me and my dear Coolen Bawn
Again we quickly mounted and swiftly rode away. O'er hills and lofty mountains we travelled night and day. Her father quickly pursued us with his well chosen band, And I was overtaken with my fair Coolen Bawn.
Committed straight to prison there to lament and wail, And utter my complaints to a dark and dismal jail,
Loaded with heavy irons till my trial should come on, But I'll bear their utmost malice for my dear Coolen Bawn.






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