Lady Anna was sitting at her window,
Mending her night-robe and coif;
She saw the very prettiest corpse,
She'd seen in all her life, life,
She'd seen in all her life.
What bear ye there, ye six strong men,
Upon your shoulders so high?
We bear the body of Giles Collins,
Who for love of you did die, die,
Who for love of you did die.
Set him down! set him down! Lady Anna she cry'd,
On the grass that grows so green;
To-morrow before the clock strikes ten,
My body shall lye by his'n, his'n,
My body shall lye by his'n.
Lady Anna was buried in the East,
Giles Collins was buried in the West;
There grew a lily from Giles Collins,
That touch'd Lady Anna's breast, breast,
That touch'd Lady Anna's breast.
There blew a cold north-easterly wind,
And cut this lily in twain,
Which never there was seen before;
And it never will again, again,
And it never will again.
LITTLE BO-PEEP.
Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep,
And can't tell where to find them:
Let them alone, and they'll come home,
And bring their tails behind them.
Little Bo-peep fell fast asleep,
And dreamt she heard them bleating:
But when she awoke, she found it a joke,
For they still were all fleeting.
Then up she took her little crook,
Determin'd for to find them;
She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed,
For they'd left all their tails behind 'em.