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THE BAILIFF'S DAUGHTER OF ISLINGTON. 159
And when he had been seven long yeares,
And never his love could see,— " Many a teare have I shed for her sake, is
When she little thought of mee."
Then all the maids of Islington
Went forth to sport and playe, All but the bayliffes daughter deare;
She secretly stole awaye. a>
She pulled off her gowne of greene,
And put on ragged attire, And to faire London she would go,
Her true love to enquire.
And as she went along the high road, 25
The weather being hot and drye, She sat her downe upon a green bank,
And her true love came riding bye.
She started up, with a colour soe redd,
Catching hold of his bridle-reine ; 30
" One penny, one penny, kind sir," she sayd, " Will ease me of much paine."
" Before I give you one penny, sweet-heart, Praye tell me where you were borne."
" At Islington, kind sir," sayd shee, 36
" Where I have had many a scorne." |
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