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Lord Thomas and Fair Ellinor
8 Go hold your tongue, you pretty little miss, And tell no tales on me,
For I love your little finger nail Better than her whole body.
9 The brown girl had a little penknife Which just had lately been ground,
She pierced it through fair Ellendry's side, The blood come tumbling down.
10 He took her by her little hand, He led her in the room ;
He took his sword and cut her head off And kicked it against the wall.
11 He put the handle against the wall, The point against his breast.
Here is the ending of three dear lovers. Pray take their souls to rest.
12 Go dig my grave both wide and deep And paint my coffin black,
And bury fair Ellendry in my arms, The brown girl at my back.
13 They dug his grave both wide and deep And painted his coffin black,
And buried the brown girl in his arms And fair Ellendry at his back.