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POOR MARY SITS A-WEEPING 53
Go to church, loves, Go to church, loves. Say your prayers, loves, Say your prayers, loves. Kiss your lovers, Kiss your lovers; Rise up and choose your love.
—Liphook, Hants. (Miss Fowler).
XIII. Poor Mary sits weeping, weeping, weeping,
Poor Mary sits weeping on a bright summer's day; On the carpet she must kneel till the grass grows on the field.
Stand up straight upon your feet,
And show me the one you love so sweet.
Now you're married, I wish you joy ;
First a girl, and second a boy;
If one don't kiss, the other must,
So kiss, kiss, kiss.
—Cambridge (Mrs. Haddon).
XIV. Poor Mary is a-weeping, a-weeping, a-weeping,
Poor Mary is a-weeping on a bright summer's day; Pray what is she a-weeping for, a-weeping for, a-weeping for, Pray what is she a-weeping for, on a bright summer's day?
I'm weeping for my true love, my true love, my true
love, I'm weeping for my true love, on a bright summer's day.
Stand up and choose your true love, your true love,
your true love, Stand up and choose your true love, on a bright
summer's day.
Ring a ring o' roses, o' roses, o' roses, Ring a ring o' roses ; a pocketful of posies.
—Ogbourne, Wilts. (H. S. May). |
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