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"Daughter, oh, daughter," said the king, |
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"Why're you so pale and wan? |
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I fear you have some sore sickness, |
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Or else you have laid with a man." |
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"You're welcome, you're welcome, my father dear, |
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You are welcome home to me. |
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For I have sick unto my heart |
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Since you've been so long on the sea." |
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"Cast off, cast off your berry-brown gown; |
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Stand naked upon the stone, |
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That I might know you by your shape |
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Whether you be a maiden or no." |
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So she's cast off her berry-brown gown; |
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She's stood naked upon the stone. |
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Her apron was low and her middle was round, |
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Her face was pale and wan. |
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"Oh, was it with a lord or a duke or a knight? |
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Or a man of birth and fame? |
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Or was it with one of my serving men |
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That's lately come out of Spain?" |
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"No, it wasn't with a lord nor a duke nor a knight, |
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Nor a man of birth and fame. |
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But it was with Willie O'Winsbury; |
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I could bide no longer alone." |
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The king, he has sent for his merry men all |
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By thirty and by three, |
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Saying, "Fetch me this Willie O'Winsbury, |
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For hanged he shall be." |
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But when he was brought before the king, |
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He was clad all in red silk. |
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His hair was like the strands of gold, |
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His skin was white as milk. |
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"It is no wonder," said the king, |
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"How my daughter's love you did win, |
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For if I was a woman as I am a man, |
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My bedfellow you would have been. |
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"Will you marry my daughter Janet |
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By the truth of your right hand? |
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And if you'll marry my daughter Janet, |
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I will make you the lord of my lands." |
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"Yes, I will marry your daughter Janet |
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By the truth of my right hand, |
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But I'll not have your gold and I'll not have your gear, |
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And I'll not be the lord of your land. |
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"For I have houses and I have land, |
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I have men at my command. |
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And were it not for your daughter fair, |
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I would not be your servant man." |
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He sat her upon a milk white steed |
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And himself on a dapple gray; |
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He has made her the lady of as much land |
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As she can ride in a long summer's day. |
