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Brewster: Ballads and Songs of Indiana 203
5. "O Mother, where's that stranger came here last night to
dwell?" "He's dead and safe in sea harbor, and you no tales must tell; He's dead and safe in sea harbor; his gold will make a show. We sent his body a-sinking down in the lowland low."
6. She wept; she wrung her lily-white hands; she tore her
golden hair. |
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Said she, "Most cruel father, your death will make a show, For murdering of young Edwin who plowed the lowlands low."
7. She ran unto the squire, her story unto him made known. The squire had him arrested; the trial it came on. The jury found him guilty, and he was hung also For murdering of young Edwin who plowed the lowlands low. |
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