In a gownd of black velvet from heel to the head;
He gave her rich caudle, but the death-sleep slept she,
Then her right side was opened, and the babe was set free.
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The babe it was christened, and put out and nursed,
While the royal Queen Jane she lay cold in the dust.
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So black was the mourning, and white were the wands,