Child Ballads - Lyrics

1

. . . . .
. . . . .
For ere a lealer
Than Broun Edom smith?

2

His o beaten ,
His hammer the ;
His cords the green silk,
That blew his bellows .

3

It out upon time
Broun Edom thoucht ,
That wald to his ,
By le o mune.

1	. . . . . . . . . . For wha ere had a lealer luve Than Broun Edom the smith?
2	His studie was o the beaten gowd, His hammer o the pith; His cords waur o the gude green silk, That blew his bellows with.
3	It fell out ance upon a time Broun Edom he thoucht lang, That he wald gae to see his luve, By the le licht o the mune.