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XXXVII
' Take home, take home your daughter, madam, She 's never a bit the worse for me;
For saving a kiss of her bonny lips Of your daughter's body I am free.'
XXXVIII
He 's ta'en her by the milk-white hand And led her to yon fountain-stone;
He 's changed her name from Susie Pye And call'd her his bonny love Lady Joan.
46. Childe Waters
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HILDE WATERS in his stable stood Stroking his milk-white steed: To him came a fair young lady As ever wore woman's weed.
11 Says, ' Christ you save, Childe Waters ! '
Says, ' Christ you save and see ! My girdle of gold, which was too long,
Is now too short for me.
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i And all is with one child of yours
I feel stir at my side: My gown of green, it is too strait;
Before it was too wide.'— |
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