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60 Indiana University Publications, Folklore Series
8. She dressed her waiters in highland so white,
Herself in the terrors of green, And every bar that she rode through They took her to be some queen.
9. She rode till she came to Lord Thomas's gate;
She jingled at the ring. And who was so ready as Lord Thomas himself To rise and let her in?
10. He took her by the lily-white hand
And led her through the hall; He placed her at the head of the table, Among the ladies all.
11. "Is this your bride, Lord Thomas?" she said;
"I think she looks wonderful brown; You once could have wed as fair a bride As ever the sun shone on/'
12. The Brown Girl she had a knife in her hand;
It was both keen and sharp. She pierced Fair Ellendar in the side, Intending for her heart.
13. "0 what's the matter, Fair Ellendar?" he said;
"I think you look wonderful pale. You once had two as rosy red cheeks ever my eyes beheld."
14. "O are you blind, Lord Thomas ?" she said;
"Or can't you very well see? For now I feel my own heart's blood Come tinkling5 o'er my knee."
15. Lord Thomas he had a long broadsword;
It was both keen and sharp. He cut off his own bride's head
And throwed it against the wall.
* For trickling.