Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 2 of 8 from 1860 edition

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124 LORD THOMAS AND FAIR ELLINOR.
" Despise her not, fair Ellin," he said,
" Despise her not unto me ; For better I love thy little finger,                          »
Than all her whole body.
This brown bride had a little penknife,
That was both long and sharp, And betwixt the short ribs and the long,
Prick'd fair Ellinor to the heart.                       «>
" 0 Christ now save thee," Lord Thomas he said, " Methinks thou look'st wondrous wan ;
Thou us'd to look with as fresh a colour, As ever the sun shin'd on."
" 0 art thou blind, Lord Thomas ?" she said, " Or canst thou not very well see ?                  es
0 dost thou not see my own heart's blood Run trickling down my knee ? "
Lord Thomas he had a sword by his side;
As he walk'd about the hall,                                ?o
He cut off his bride's head from her shoulders,
And threw it against the wall.
He set the hilt against the ground, And the point against his heart;
There never were three lovers met,                      w
That sooner did depart.







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