The Ballads and Songs of Yorkshire / Transcribed from Private Manuscripts, Rare Broadsides, and Scarce Publications; with Notes and a Glossary

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Reflected in her face.

"My daughter, lay aside thy fears,"

Again the matron cry'd,

"No Danish ravishers come here—"

—Again the virgin sigh'd.

The abbess saw, the abbess knew,

'Twas love that shook her breast;

And thus, in accents soft and mild,

The mournful maid addrest,

"My daughter dear, as to thy friend