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Brewster: Ballads and Songs of Indiana 81
9. And on her grave they planted a rose, And on her lover's a brier; And out of her bosom there grew a red rose, And out of her lover's a brier, -ier, -ier, And out of her lover's a brier.
10. They grew and they grew to the church steeple top Till they could grow no higher, And there they entwined in a true-lover's knot For all true lovers to admire, -ire, -ire, For all true lovers to admire.
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"Lord Lovel." Contributed by Mrs. Alidore Cassidy Huffman, of Tell City, Indiana. Perry County. March 15, 1936.
1. Lord Lovel was standing in his stable door, Combing down his milk-white steed;
And who should come but Lady Nancy, A-wishing her lover great speed?
2. "Where are you going, Lord Lovel?" she said; "Where are you going from me?"
"I'm a-going," Lord Lovel said, "To sail awhile on the sea."
3. "How long will you be gone, Lord Lovel?" she said; "How long will you be gone from me?"
"How long will I be gone?" Lord Lovel said; "I'll be gone about two months or three."
4. Lord Lovel had not been gone so long, Neither two months nor three, Before his lover came into his mind:
"Lady Nancy I must see.
5. "Go saddle me up my milk-white horse;
Go saddle me the brown;
Go saddle me up the swiftest horse
That ever set foot on ground."4 |
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4Cf. Sargent and Kittredge 76A, 3. |
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