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162 THE BLIND BEGGAR'S DAUGHTER
This song's of a beggar who long lost his sight, And had a fair daughter, most pleasant and bright; And many a gallant brave suitor had she, And none was so comely as pretty Bessee.
And though she was of complexion most fair, s Yet seeing she was but a beggar his heir, Of ancient housekeepers despised was she, Whose sons came as suitors to pretty Bessee.
Wherefore in great sorrow fair Bessee did say, " Good father and mother, let me now go away, u To seek out my fortune, whatever it be ;" This suit then was granted to pretty Bessee.
This Bessee, that was of a beauty most bright, They clad in gray russet, and late in the night From father and mother alone parted she, is
Who sighed and sobbed for pretty Bessee.
She went till she came to Stratford-at-Bow, Then she knew not whither or which way to go; With tears she lamented her sad destiny, So sad and so heavy was pretty Bessee. m
She kept on her journey until it was day, And went unto Bumford along the highway; And at the King's Arms entertained was she, So fair and well-favoured was pretty Bessee. 6. And seeing. |
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