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266 THREE KNIGHTS FROM SPAIN |
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Madams, to you I bow and bend, I take you for my dearest friend; You are two beauties, I declare, So come along with me, my dear.
—Wenlock, Condover, Ellesmere, Market Drayton (Shropshire Folk-lore, p. 516).
XIX. Here come three dukes all out of Spain, In mourning for your daughter Jane.
My daughter Jane, is yet too young To cast her eyes on such a one.
Let her be young, or let her be old, 'Tis for her beauty she must be sold. So fare thee well, my lady gay, I'll call on you another day.
Turn back, turn back, you saucy Jack,
Up through the kitchen and through the hall,
And pick the fairest of them all.
The fairest one that I can see.
So please, Miss------, come with me.
—Pembrokeshire, Wales (Folk-lore Record, v. 89).
XX. Here's two brothers come from Spain, For to court your daughter Jane.
My daughter Jane, she is too young, She has not learned her mother tongue.
Be she young, or be she old, For her beauty she must be sold.
But fare thee well, my lady gay, And I'll call back some other day.
Come back! come back! take the fairest you see.
The fairest one that I can see
Is bonnie Jeanie [or Maggie, &c], so come to me. |
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