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THE MAID FREED FROM THE GALLOWS—A
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‘O good Lord Judge, and sweet Lord Judge,Peace for a little while!
Methinks I see my own father,
Come riding by the stile.
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‘Oh father, oh father, a little of your gold,And likewise of your fee!
To keep my body from yonder grave,
And my neck from the gallows-tree.’
3
‘None of my gold now you shall have,Nor likewise of my fee;
For I am come to see you hangd,
And hanged you shall be.’
4
‘Oh good Lord Judge, and sweet Lord Judge,Peace for a little while!
Methinks I see my own mother,
Come riding by the stile.
5
‘Oh mother, oh mother, a little of your gold,And likewise of your fee,
To keep my body from yonder grave,
And my neck from the gallows-tree!’
6
‘None of my gold now shall you have,Nor likewise of my fee;
For I am come to see you hangd,
And hanged you shall be.’
7
‘Oh good Lord Judge, and sweet Lord Judge,Peace for a little while!
Methinks I see my own brother,
Come riding by the stile.
8
‘Oh brother, oh brother, a little of your gold,And likewise of your fee,
To keep my body from yonder grave,
And my neck from the gallows-tree!’
9
‘None of my gold now shall you have,Nor likewise of my fee;
For I am come to see you hangd,
And hanged you shall be.’
10
‘Oh good Lord Judge, and sweet Lord Judge,Peace for a little while!
Methinks I see my own sister,
Come riding by the stile.
11
‘Oh sister, oh sister, a little of your gold,And likewise of your fee,
To keep my body from yonder grave,
And my neck from the gallows-tree!’
12
‘None of my gold now shall you have,Nor likewise of my fee;
For I am come to see you hangd,
And hanged you shall be.’
13
‘Oh good Lord Judge, and sweet Lord Judge,Peace for a little while!
Methinks I see my own true-love,
Come riding by the stile.
14
‘Oh true-love, oh true-love, a little of your gold,And likewise of your fee,
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And my neck from the gallows-tree.’
15
‘Some of my gold now you shall have,And likewise of my fee,
For I am come to see you saved,
And saved you shall be.’
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