Elizabeth Cochrane's Song-Book, p. 146, No.112.
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Lord Benwall he's a hunting gone;
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He's taken with him all his merry men.
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As he was walking late alone,
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He spyed a lady both brisk and young.
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He keeped her so long and long,
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From the evening late till the morning came.
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All that he gave her at their parting
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Was a pair of gloves and a gay gold ring.
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Lord Benwall he's a wooing gone,
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And he's taken with him all his merry men.
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| 6 |
As he was walking the Haleigh throw,
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He spy'd seven ladyes all in a row.
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He cast a lot among them all;
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Upon the youngest the lot did fall.
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He wedded her and brought her home,
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And by the way she made great moan.
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| 9 |
'What aileth my dearest and dayly flower?
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What ails my dear, to make such moan?
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| 10 |
'Does the steed carry you too high?
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Or does thy pillow sit awry?
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'Or does the wind blow in thy glove?
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Or is thy heart after another love?'
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'The steed does not carry me too high,
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Nor does my pillow sit awry.
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'Nor does the wind blow in my glove,
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Nor is my heart after another love.'
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| 14 |
When they were doun to supper set,
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The weary pain took her by the back.
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| 15 |
'What ails my dearest and dayly flower?
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What ails my dearest, to make such moan?'
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| 16 |
'I am with child, and it's not to thee,
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And oh and alas, what shall I doe!'
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| 17 |
'I thought I had got a maid so mild;
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But I have got a woman big with child.
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| 18 |
'I thought I had got a dayly flower;
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I have gotten but a common whore.'
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'Rise up, Lord Benwall, go to your hall,
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And cherrish up your merry men all.'
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'As I was walking once late alone,
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I spy'd a lord, both brisk and young.
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| 21 |
'He keeped me so long and long,
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From evening late till the morning came.
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| 22 |
'All that he gave me at our parting
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Was a pair of gloves and a gay gold ring.
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| 23 |
'If you will not believe what I tell to thee,
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There's the key of my coffer, you may go and see.'
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| 24 |
His mother went, and threw and flang,
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Till to her hand the ring it came.
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| 25 |
'Lord Benwall, wilt thou tell to me
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Where is the ring I gave to thee?'
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| 26 |
'Now I would give all my lands and tower,
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To have that lady in my bower.
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| 27 |
'I would give all my lands and rents,
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To have that lady in my tents.'
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| 28 |
'You need not give all your lands and tower,
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For you have that lady in your power.
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| 29 |
'You need not give all your lands and rents,
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For you have that lady in your tents.'
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| 30 |
Now it was written on the child's breast-bone
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Lord Benwall's sirname and his name.
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| 31 |
It was written on the child's right hand
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That he should be heir of Lord Benwall's land.
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| 32 |
'Canst cloath my lady in the silk,
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And feed my young son with the milk.'
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