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64 AMERICAN BALLADS AND SONGS
With grief and great veration Her mother straight did go
To inform the Romish clergy The source of all her woe.
The priests was soon assembled And for the maid did call.
They forced her in a dungeon To affright her soul withal.
The more they strove to affright her
The more she did endure Although her age was tender
Her faith was firm and sure.
Her chains of gold so costly
They from the lady took And she with all her spirit
The pride of life forsook.
Before the priests they brought her
In hope of her return But there she was ordained
In horrid flames to burn.
Before the place of torment They brought her speedily.
With lifted hands to heaven She there agreed to die.