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"O! is this here Lord Bateman's castle,
And is his lordship here vithin?"
"O Yes! O yes!" cries the proud young porter;
"He's just now takin' his young bride in."
"O! bid him to send me a slice of bread,
And a bottle of the wery best vine,
And not forgettin' the fair young lady
As did release him ven close confine."
In-icLs tlkrWver U fwar-cL
(for tivt first time) to sjitdk jtrtcly -
title Ijotui^ Lrido routes roa-Lnvs
and. SlAAXt)
"She has got rings on ev'ry finger,
And on one finger she has got three:
Vith as much gay gould about her middle
As would buy half Northumberlee.
"O she bids you to send her a slice of bread
And a bottle of the wery best vine,
And not forgettin' the fair young lady
As did release you ven close confine."
O! avay and avay vent this proud young porter,
O! avay and avay and avay vent he, [6]
Until he come to Lord Bateman's charmber,
Ven he vent down on his bended knee.
'Vot news, vot news, my proud young porter, [7]
Vot news, vot news, come tell to me?"
"O there is the fairest young lady
As ever my two eyes did see.
UM W» li)
ItuL ^otsfuiTOt. at. I coióu
InA, tlu-c-o
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