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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.
"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
4Cf. Sargent and Kittredge 76A, 3.