She started up, with a colour so red,
Catching hold of his bridle-rein;
"One penny, one penny, kind sir," she said,
"Will ease me of much pain."--
"Before I give you one penny, sweetheart,
Pray tell me where you were born."--
"At Islington, kind sir," said she,
"Where I have had many a scorn."--
"I pr'ythee, sweetheart, then tell to me,
O tell me, whether you know
The bailiffs daughter of Islington."--
"She is dead, sir, long ago."--
"If she be dead, then take my horse,
My saddle and bridle also;
For I will into some far countrie,
Where no man shall me know."--
"O stay, O stay, thou goodly youth,
She standeth by thy side:
She is here alive, she is not dead,--
And ready to be thy bride."--
"O farewell grief, and welcome joy,
Ten thousand times therefore!
For now I have found mine own true love,
Whom I thought I should never see more."
BARBARA ALLEN'S CRUELTY.
In Scarlet town, where I was born,
There was a fair maid dwellin',
Made every youth cry, Well away!
Her name was Barbara Allen.
All in the merry month of May,
When green buds they were swellin',
Young Jemmy Grove on his death-bed lay
For love of Barbara Allen.
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