Miles Weatherhill was but three and twenty,
His mind was noble, he good did mean,
And Sarah Bell was fair and virtuous,
Young blooming, aged seventeen;
They would have married, but tales were carried,
Which caused displeasure, as you shall hear,
Miles was refused to meet his lover,
And she left Todmorden, in Lancashire,
She left her true-love quite broken hearted,
And to her mother at York did go,