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82 Indiana University Publications, Folklore Series
6. Lord Lovel rode many a night and day; He rode till he came to town,
Where the death-bells were ringing and organs a-singing And the ladies were mourning around.
7. "Is there anybody dead?" Lord Lovel he said; "Is there anybody dead, pray tell?"
"Yes," they replied, "'tis the king's own daughter, And the name it is Nancy Belle."
8. "She died for the sake of an English lord,
Lord Lovel was his name;
And he has gone to some foreign land,
Never to return again."
9. "0 open unto me those milk-white sheets
That are made so whole and fine"; And kissing then the cold, cold lips, His tears came rolling down.
10. "Once more I'll kiss your cold, cold lips Although you can't kiss mine; I'll make it a vow by the powers above I'll never kiss lips but thine."
"Lord Lovell." Contributed by Mrs. M. M. Eoberts, of Louisville, Kentucky. Learned in Indiana. October 11, 1935.
1. Lord Lovell stood at his castle gate,
A-combing his milk-white steed, When forth came Lady Nancy Bell,
A-wishing Lord Lovell good speed, speed, speed, A-wishing Lord Lovell good speed.
2. "Where are you going, Lord Lovell?" she cried;
"Where are you going?" cried she. "I'm going afar, my Nancy Bell,
Strange countries for to see, see, see, Strange countries for to see."