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86 Indiana University Publications, Folklore Series
2. "0 where are you going, Lord Lovel?" she said;
"0 where are you going ?" said she. "I'm going, my dear Lady Nancy Jane [sic], Strange countries for to see, see, see, Strange countries for to see."
3. "When will you be back, Lord Lovel?" she said;
"When will you be back?" said she. "In a year or two or three at the most
I'll be back to my Lady Nancy, -cy, -cy, I'll be back to my Lady Nancy."
4. He had not been gone but a year and a day,
Strange countries for to see, When lingering thoughts came into his head Lady Nancy Jane he would see, see, see, Lady Nancy Jane he would see.
5. He rode and he rode on his milk-white steed
Till he reached old London Town, And there he heard St. Varney's bell
And the people all mourning round, round, round, And the people all mourning round.
6. "Is anyone dead?" Lord Lovel he said;
"Is anyone dead?" said he. "A lady is dead," the people all said,
"And they called her my Lady Nancy, -cy, -cy, And they called her my Lady Nancy."
7. Lady Nancy she died it might be today,
Lord Lovel he died tomorrow;9 Lady Nancy she died of pure, pure grief;
Lord Lovel he died of sorrow, -row, -row, Lord Lovel he died of sorrow.
8. Lady Nancy was laid in St. Clement's churchyard ;
Lord Lovel was buried close by her; And out of her bosom there grew a red rose And out of his backbone a briar, -iar, -iar, And out of his backbone a briar. |
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