His father's child, in Aaron's bed;
He took her from me in his wrath;—
"Where is my child?"—"Thy child is dead."
'Twas false—we wander'd far and wide,
Through town and country, field and fen,
Till Aaron, fighting, fell and died,
And I became a wife again.
I then was young:—my husband sold
My fancied charms for wicked price;
He gave me oft, for sinful gold,