Studies In Folk-song And Popular Poetry

An Extensive Investigation Into The Sources And Inspiration Of National Folk Song

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She snatched the dagger from his side, And pierced his heart with deadly blow.
" Oh, who has slain my lover true,
That lies before me on the ground ? "
" 'T was you, my lady, only you
Had fateful power to give the wound."
Rise up, Maria, from your knees,
In vain in prayer your hands are crost,
The sobbing of the orange trees Bewails your soul, forever lost.
The ballad of Dom Pedro Menino was found by Signor Braga in the Azores islands, and is by him attributed to an actual historical event, the mar­riage of Dom Pedro Nino, a simple knight, to the infanta Beatrixe of Portugal; but, notwithstand­ing the similarity of names, it must be considered as at least doubtful.
The marquis had three gallant sons,
Each one was handsome, brave and tall;
The king commanded them to come, And serve as pages in his hall.
The first put on the royal robe ;
The next the ribboned shoe-strings tied ; The third and youngest of the three
His prentice hand as barber tried.
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