And bodily was born away,
And never was seen more.
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But where she went was never kend,
And so, to end the matter,
A traitor’s end, you may depend,
Can be expect’d no better.
a.
From “A collection of Popular Ballads and Tales,” in six volumes, “formed by me,” says Sir W. Scott, “when a boy, from the baskets of the travelling pedlars.... It contains most of the pieces that were popular about thirty years since.” (“1810.”) Vol. IV, No 21. In stanzas of eight lines.