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Andrew Lang - Sir Hugh; Or The Jew`s DaughterAndrew Lang - Sir Hugh; Or The Jew`s Daughter
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Four-and-twenty bonny boys Were playing at the ba, And by it came him sweet Sir Hugh, And he playd o`er them a`. He kickd the ba with his right foot And catchd it wi his knee, And throuch-and-thro the Jew`s window He gard the bonny ba flee. He`s doen him to the Jew`s castell And walkd it round about; And there he saw the Jew`s daughter, At the window looking out. "Throw down the ba, ye Jew`s daughter, Throw down the ba to me!" "Never a bit," says the Jew`s daughter, "Till up to me come ye." "How will I come up?  How can I come up? How can I come to thee? For as ye did to my auld father, The same ye`ll do to me." She`s gane till her father`s garden, And pu`d an apple red and green; `Twas a` to wyle him sweet Sir Hugh, And to entice him in. She`s led him in through ae dark door, And sae has she thro nine; She`s laid him on a dressing-table, And stickit him like a swine. And first came out the thick, thick blood, And syne came out the thin; And syne came out the bonny heart`s blood; There was nae mair within. She`s rowd him in a cake o lead, Bade him lie still and sleep; She`s thrown him in Our Lady`s draw-well, Was fifty fathom deep. When bells were rung, and mass was sung, And a` the bairns came hame, When every lady gat hame her son, The Lady Maisry gat nane. She`s taen her mantle her about, Her coffer by the hand, And she`s gane out to seek her son, And wandered o`er the land. She`s doen her to the Jew`s castell, Where a` were fast asleep: "Gin ye be there, my sweet Sir Hugh, I pray you to me speak." "Gae hame, gae hame, my mither dear, Prepare my winding-sheet, And at the back o merry Lincoln The morn I will you meet." Now Lady Maisry is gane hame, Make him a winding-sheet, And at the back o merry Lincoln, The dead corpse did her meet. And a the bells o merry Lincoln Without men`s hands were rung, And a` the books o merry Lincoln Were read without man`s tongue, And neer was such a burial Sin Adam`s days begun.
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