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Little Musgrave and Lady Barnard
O wow for day!
And, dear, gin it ivere day ! Gin it ivere day, and I ivere away—
For I ha na lang time to stay.
AS it fell on one holy-day, As many be in the year, When young men and maids together did go Their matins and mass to hear,
II Little Musgrave came to the church-door—
The priest was at private mass— But he had more mind of the fair women
Than he had of Our Lady's grace.
in The one of them was clad in green,
Another was clad in pall, And then came in my Lord Barnard's wife,
The fairest amongst them all.
She cast an eye on Little Musgrave
As bright as the summer sun ; And then bethought him Little Musgrave,
' This lady's heart have I won.'
Quoth she, ' I have loved thee, Little Musgrave,
Full long and many a day.'— ' So have I loved you, fair ladye,
Yet never word durst I say.'—
pall] fine cloth.