Outside the Court the old man watch’d
Her into the van with sorrow;
Says he, “If I take you home to day,
You will be here again to morrow.”
They took her straight to Tothill Fields,
To grind wind on the mill,
But she scream’d aloud for a drop of gin,
They gave her an extra drill.
Six days after the old man saw
Her through the bars with sorrow;