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160 THE BAILIFF'S DAUGHTER OF ISLINGTON.
" I prythee, sweet-heart, then tell to mee,
O tell me, whether you knowe The bayliffes daughter of Islington."
" She is dead, sir long agoe." *
" If she be dead, then take my horse,
My saddle and bridle also ; For I will into some farr eountrye,
Where noe man shall me knowe."
" 0 staye, 0 staye, thou goodlye youthe, 46
She standeth by thy side; She is here alive, she is not dead,
And readye to be thy bride."
" 0 farewell griefe, and welcome joye,
Ten thousand times therefore ; »
For nowe I have founde mine owne true love, Whom I thought I should never see more."