She wiped the penknife in the sludge;
The more she wiped it, the more the blood showed.
6
As she was walking in her own father’s park,
She saw two pretty babes playing with a ball.
7
‘Pretty babes, pretty babes, if you were mine,
I’d dress you up in silks so fine.’
8
‘Dear mother, dear mother, [when we were thine,]