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Unhappy Love 49
For there in your belt are two glittering swords, And I have nary a knife."
22 " 'Tis true in my belt I've two glittering swords, They cost deep in my purse;
But you can have the very best one, And I will keep the worst.
23 "And you may strike the very first blow, And strike it like a man;
And I will strike the second one, And I'll kill you if I can."
24 Little Ned Grove struck the first blow; He wounded Lord Valley sore.
Lord Valley struck the second one
And brought little Ned dead to the floor.
25 "Now arise, young woman, arise," saith he, "And get on your bended knees
And swear to God which you love best, This little Ned Grove or me."
26 "Now my Lord Valley he stands at my feet, All wounded and in his gore;
I ne'er could shed one tear for him, For I love little Ned all the more."
27 He grasped her round her middle so sweet, He kissed her two and three;
And in his right hand he grasped his sword And pierced her fair body.
28 "Now I've just killed as fine a young gentleman As e'er old Scotland could afford,
And just as fair a false young woman As e'er the sun shone on.
29 "Now curse be on you merry men Whom here all round me stand To see me in such agony;
I die by my own hand." |
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