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Long Lonkin
LAMKIN—G
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Richardson's Borderer's Table Book, VIII, 410, 1846, communicated by Mrs Blackett, Newcastle, as taken down from the recitation of an old woman of Ovington, Northumberland, “several years ago;” previously in Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1835, p. 11.
1
The lord said to his ladie,as he mounted his horse,
Beware of Long Lonkin,
that lies in the moss.
2
The lord said to his ladie,as he rode away,
Beware of Long Lonkin,
that lies in the clay.
3
‘What care I for Lonkin,or any of his gang?
My doors are all shut,
and my windows penned in.’
4
There were six little windows,and they were all shut,
But one little window,
and that was forgot.
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And at that little window
long Lonkin crept in.
6
‘Where's the lord of the hall?’says the Lonkin:
‘He's gone up to London,’
says Orange to him.
7
‘Where's the men of the hall?’says the Lonkin:
‘They're at the field ploughing,’
says Orange to him.
8
‘Where's the maids of the hall?’says the Lonkin:
‘They're at the well washing,’
says Orange to him.
9
‘Where's the ladies of the hall?’says the Lonkin:
‘They're up in their chambers,’
says Orange to him.
10
‘How shall we get them down?’says the Lonkin:
‘Prick the babe in the cradle,’
says Orange to him.
11
‘Rock well my cradle,and bee-ba my son;
You shall have a new gown
when the lord he comes home.’
12
Still she did prick it,and bee-ba she cried:
‘Come down, dearest mistress,
and still your own child.’
13
‘Oh still my child, Orange,still him with a bell:’
‘I can't still him, ladie,
till you come down yoursell.’
14
‘Hold the gold basin,for your heart's blood to run in,’
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15
‘To hold the gold basin,it grieves me full sore;
Oh kill me, dear Lonkin,
and let my mother go.’
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