GIL BRENTON—E
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Elizabeth Cochrane's Song-Book, p. 146, No 112.
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Lord Benwall he's a hunting gone;
Hey down, etc.
He's taken with him all his merry men.
Hey, etc.
2
As he was walking late alone,
He spyed a lady both brisk and young.
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He keeped her so long and long,
From the evening late till the morning came.
4
All that he gave her at their parting
Was a pair of gloves and a gay gold ring.
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Lord Benwall he's a wooing gone,
And he's taken with him all his merry men.
6
As he was walking the Haleigh throw,
He spy'd seven ladyes all in a row.
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He cast a lot among them all;
Upon the youngest the lot did fall.
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He wedded her and brought her home,
And by the way she made great moan.
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‘What aileth my dearest and dayly flower?
What ails my dear, to make such moan?
10
‘Does the steed carry you too high?
Or does thy pillow sit awry?
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‘Or does the wind blow in thy glove?
Or is thy heart after another love?’
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‘The steed does not carry me too high,
Nor does my pillow sit awry.
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‘Nor does the wind blow in my glove,
Nor is my heart after another love.’
14
When they were doun to supper set,
The weary pain took her by the back.
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‘What ails my dearest and dayly flower?
What ails my dearest, to make such moan?’
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‘I am with child, and it's not to thee,
And oh and alas, what shall I doe!’
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‘I thought I had got a maid so mild;
But I have got a woman big with child.
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‘I thought I had got a dayly flower;
I have gotten but a common whore.’
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‘Rise up, Lord Benwall, go to your hall,
And cherrish up your merry men all.’
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‘As I was walking once late alone,
I spy'd a lord, both brisk and young.
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‘He keeped me so long and long,
From the evening late till the morning came.
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‘All that he gave me at our parting
Was a pair of gloves and a gay gold ring.
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‘If you will not believe what I tell to thee,
There's the key of my coffer, you may go and see.’
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His mother went, and threw and flang,
Till to her hand the ring it came.
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‘Lord Benwall, wilt thou tell to me
Where is the ring I gave to thee?’
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‘Now I would give all my lands and tower,
To have that lady in my bower.
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‘I would give all my lands and rents,
To have that lady in my tents.’
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‘You need not give all your lands and tower,
For you have that lady in your power.
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‘You need not give all your lands and rents,
For you have that lady in your tents.’
30
Now it was written on the child's breast-bone
Lord Benwall's sirname and his name.
31
It was written on the child's right hand
That he should be heir of Lord Benwall's land.
32
‘Canst cloath my lady in the silk,
And feed my young son with the milk.’
