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The Lord of Lorn
T was the worthy Lord of Lorn, He was a lord of high degree ; And he has set his one young son To school, to learn civility.
II He learn'd more learning in one day
Than other children did in three; And then bespake the schoolmaster,
Unto the heir of Lorn said he :
in ' In faith thou are the honestest boy
That ere I blinkt on with mine e'e; I think thou be some easterling born,
The Holy Ghost it is with thee.'
He said he was no easterling born,
The child thus answer'd courteouslye:
' My father he is the Lord of Lorn, And I his one young son, perdie.'
v The schoolmaster turn'd round about,
His angry mind he could not 'swage; He marvell'd the child could speak so wise1
He being of so tender age.
He girt the saddle to the steed, A golden bridle done him upon ;
He took his leave of his schoolfellows, And home this Child of Lorn has gone.