She sayd, "Lullabye, mine own dear childe,165
Lullabye, deare childe, deare;
I wolde thy father were a kinge,
Thy mothere layd on a biere."
"Peace nowe," hee sayd, "good, faire Ellen,
Bee of good cheere, I praye;170
And the bridale and the churchinge bothe
Shall bee upon one daye.
[13], MS. be inne.
[33], 34, supplied by Percy.
[133], 134, supplied by Percy.
[150], her woefull woe, Percy!
BURD ELLEN.
Printed from Mrs. Brown's recitation, in Jamieson's Popular Ballads, i. 117. We have restored the text by omitting some interpolations of the editor, and three concluding stanzas by the same, which, contrary to all authority, gave a tragic turn to the story.