Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 3 of 8 from 1860 edition -online book

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CHILD WATERS.
" But that his bellye it is soe bigge,
His girdle stands soe bye; And ever, I pray you, Childe Waters,
Let him in my chamber lye."
" It is not fit for a little foot-page,
That has run throughe mosse and myre,
To lye in the chamber of any ladye, That weares soe riche attyre.
" It is more meete for a little foot-page, That has run throughe mosse and myre,
To take his supper upon his knee, And lye by the kitchen fyre."
Now when they had supped every one, To bedd they tooke theyr waye:
He sayd, " Come hither, my little foot-page, And hearken what I saye.
" Goe thee downe into yonder towne, ■ And lowe into the streete ; The fayrest ladye that thou cansf finde,
Hyre in mine armes to sleepe ; And take her up in thine armes twaine,
For filing of her feete."
Ellen is gone into the towne, And lowe into the streete;







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