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66 Indiana University Publications, Folklore Series
5. "Is this your wife, Lord Thomas?" she cried;
"I think she's very brown, When once you might have had as fair lady As ever the sun shone on."
6. The Brown Girl having a knife in her hand
And it both keen and sharp, Between the short ribs and the lungs13 She pierced Fair Eleanor's heart.
7. "0 what's the matter, Fair Eleanor?" he cried;
"I think your color's all gone, When once you had as fresh a color As ever the sun shone on."
8. "0 are you blind, Lord Thomas?" she cried;
"Or can't you very well see? For don't you see my own heart's blood Come trickling down my knee?"
9. Lord Thomas having a sword in his hand
And it both sharp and tall, Then off he cut the Brown Girl's head And flung it against the wall. |
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10. "Come, friends and relations, and dig me a grave, And dig it both long and deep; And lay fair, fair Eleanor in my arms And the Brown Girl at my feet."
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"Fair Eleanor." Contributed by Mrs. Ealph McDonald, of Oakland City, Indiana. Gibson County. March 27, 1935.
1. "Unriddle it, Father; unriddle it, Mother; Unriddle it unto me, Whether I should marry Fair Eleanor Or bring the brown girl home."
18 For long. |
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