Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 3 of 8 from 1860 edition -online book

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The queene she was Syr Caulines friend,
And to the kinge sayd shee: " I praye you save Syr Caulines life,
And let him banisht bee."
" Now, dame, that traitor shall be sent                as
Across the salt sea fome : But here I will make thee a band, If ever he come within this land,
A foule deathe is his doome."
All woe-begone was that gentil knight                so
To parte from his ladye; And many a time he sighed sore,
And cast a wistfulle eye: " Faire Christabelle, from thee to parte,
Farre lever had I dye."                                    3a
Fair Christabelle, that ladye bright,
"Was had forthe of the towre ; But ever shee droopeth in her minde, As, nipt by an ungentle winde,
Doth some faire Iillye flowre.                        «
And ever shee doth lament and weepe,
To tint her lover soe : " Syr Cauline, thou little think'st on mee,
But I will still be true."
JVlanye a kinge, and manye a duke,                  a
And lorde of high degree,