Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 7 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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I fed their foolish veines a certaine space, Untill my friendes did find a secret place, Where both her sonnes unto a post were bound, And just revenge in cruell sort was found.
I cut their throates, my daughter held the pan 105 Betwixt her stumpes, wherein the bloud it ran : And then I ground their bones to powder small, And made a paste for pyes streight therewithal!
Then with their fleshe I made two mighty pyes, And at a banquet, served in stately wise,                    no
Before the empresse set this loathsome meat; So of her sonnes own flesh she well did eat.
Myselfe bereav'd my daughter then of life, The empresse then I slewe with bloudy knife, And stabb'd the emperour immediatelie,                      ns
And then myself: even soe did Titus die.
Then this revenge against the Moore was found ; Alive they sett him halfe in the ground, Whereas he stood untill such time he starv'd : And soe God send all murderers may be serv'd. 120
101. i. e. encouraged them in their foolish humours, or fancies. P.
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