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Ballads and Songs of Michigan
3 He rode till he came to fair Ellen's gate And jingled loud at the ring,
And who was there but fair Ellen herself To let Lord Thomas in?
4 "What news? What news?" fair Ellen said, "What news have you brought to me?" "I've come to invite you to my wedding, Most miserable news for thee."
5 "O God forbid," fair Ellen said, "That such a thing should be;
I thought to be the bride myself, And thou shouldst be the groom."
6 "Come riddle my riddle, dear mother," she said; "Come riddle it all for me.
Shall I go to Lord Thomas's wedding, Or shall I stay at home?"
7 "O to Lord Thomas's wedding don't go; To Lord Thomas's wedding don't go.
As many as are your friends, dear daughter, There's more will be your foes."
8 "To Lord Thomas's wedding I'll go, To Lord Thomas's wedding I'll go;
If it costs my heart's blood, body and all, To Lord Thomas's wedding I'll go."
9 She rode till she came to Lord Thomas's gate; She jingled loud at the ring,
And none so eager as Lord Thomas himself To rise and let her in.
io He took her by her lily-white hand; He led her' across the hall, Placed her at the head of the table Among the gentry and all.
ii "Is this your bride?" fair Ellen said, "She's looking very brown, When you might have had as fair a young bride As e'er the sun shone on." |
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