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The English and Scottish Popular Ballads

Edited by Francis James Child.
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Long Longkin

LAMKIN—K

[_]

Communicated to Percy by Rev. P. Parsons, of Wye, near Ashford, Kent, April 19, 1775.

1

My lord said to my lady,
when he went from home,
Take care of Long Longkin,
he lies in the lone.

2

My lady said to my lord,
when he went abroad,
[OMITTED]
[OMITTED]

3

‘I care not for Longkin,
nor none of his kin,
For my gate's fast barrd,
and my windows shut in.’

4

My lord was not gone
many miles from the place,
Untill the false Longkin
came straight to the place.
[OMITTED]

5

‘Pinch the bairn, nourry,
pinch it very sore,
Untill the mother
shall come down below.’

6

‘Still the bairn, nury,
still it with the pap:’
‘It wont be stilld, madam,
with neither this nor that.’

7

‘Still the bairn, nury,
still it with a bell:’
‘It wont be stilld, madam,
till you cum down yoursell.’
[OMITTED]

8

‘Come down, Lady Betty,
the flower of all your kin,
And see your mother's heart's blood,
so freely running.

9

Down came Lady Betty,
her heart full of woe:
‘Oh take my life, Longkin,
and let my mother go.’

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10

‘Come down, Lady Nelly,
the flower of all your kin,
And see your sister's heart's blood,
so freely running.’

11

Down came Lady Nelly,
her heart full of woe:
‘Oh take my life, Longkin,
and let my sister go.’

12

‘Come down, Lady Jenny, etc.