& when he came to the stable dore,

Full still that hee did stand,

That hee might heare now faire Ellen,

How shee made her monand.

37.

Shee said, ‘Lullabye, my owne deere child!

Lullabye, deere child, deere!

I wold thy father were a king,

Thy mother layd on a beere!’

38.