Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 7 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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And then the darksome night drew on,
And twinkling starres the skye bespred, When he his dolefull tale had done, And every one was layd in bedd : Where they full sweetly tooke their rest,                        ss
Save only Dido's boyling brest.
This silly woman never slept,
But in her chamber, all alone, As one unhappye, alwayes wept,
And to the walls shee made her mone;                  «>
That she shold still desire in vaine The thing she never must obtaine.
And thus in grieffe she spent the night,
Till twinkling starres the skye were fled, And Phoebus, with his glistering light,                          «
Through misty cloudes appeared red; Then tidings came to her anon, That all the Trojan shipps were gone.
And then the queene with bloody knife
Did arme, her hart as hard as stone;                      so
Yet, something loth to loose her life, In woefull wise she made her mone ; And, rowling on her carefull bed, With sighes and sobbes, these words shee sayd:
" O wretched Dido queene !" quoth shee,                  «
"I see thy end approacheth neare; For hee is fled away from thee,
Whom thou didst love and hold so deare: vol. vm.                14