Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 7 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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These dying teares forgivenesse beg; Let mercy then be seene."
This strooke her husband in a dump,
His heart was almost dead; But rouzing of his spirits up,                                      re
These words to her he said. " I doe forgive thee with my heart,
So thou the truth wilt tell, Which of the foure is my owne sonne,
And al} things shall be well."                                 so
" O pardon me, my husband deare,"
Unto him she did say; " They are my children every one,"
And so she went away. Away he goes with heavy heart;                                as
His griefes he did conceale, And like a wise and prudent man,
To none did it reveale.
Not knowing which to be his owne,
Each of his love did share,                                     so
And to be train'd in vertues paths
Of them he had a care. In learning great and gentle grace
They were brought up and taught, Such deare affection in the hearts                            k
Of parents God hath wrought
They now were growne to mens estates, And liv*d most gallantly; VOL. Tin.                 " 11