And death came creeping to him:
“Then adieu, adieu, and adieu to all,
And adieu to Barbara Allen!”
And as she was walking on a day,
She heard the bell a ringing,
And it did seem to ring to her
“Unworthy Barbara Allen.”
She turnd herself round about,
And she spy’d the corps a coming:
“Lay down, lay down the corps of clay,