Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 3 of 8 from 1860 edition -online book

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" Come up, sweet Hugh, come up, dear Hugh,
Come up and speak to me; " ." I mayna come, I winna come,
Without my bonny boys three."                  20
She's taen her to the Jew's garden, Whar the grass grew lang and green,
She's pu'd an apple red and white, To wyle the bonny boy in.
She's wyled him in through ae chamber, as She's wyled him in through twa,
She's wyled him in till her ain chamber, The flower out owr them a'.
She's laid him on a dressin board,
"Whar she did often dine;                             a>
She stack a penknife to his heart, And dress'd him like a swine.
She row'd him in a cake of lead,
Bade him ly still and sleep, She threw him i' the Jew's draw-well, 35
It was fifty fathom deep.
Whan bells were rung, and mass was sung,
And a' man bound to bed, Every lady got home her son,
But sweet Sir Hugh was dead.