The English and Scottish Popular Ballads Edited by Francis James Child. |
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SIR HUGH, OR, THE JEW'S DAUGHTER—L
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a. Communicated in a letter from the Rev. E. Venables, Precentor of Lincoln, as sung to him by a nurse-maid nearly sixty years ago, January 24, 1885. A Buckinghamshire version. b. A Walk through Lincoln Minster, by the Rev. E. Venables, p. 41, 1884.
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It rains, it hails in merry Lincoln,It rains both great and small,
And all the boys and girls today
Do play at pat the ball.
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They patted the ball so high, so high,They patted the ball so low,
They patted it into the Jew's garden,
Where all the Jews do go.
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Then out it spake the Jew's daughter,As she leant over the wall;
‘Come hither, come hither, my pretty playfellow,
And I'll give you your ball.’
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She tempted him [in] with apple so red,But that wouldnt tempt him in;
She tempted him in with sugar so sweet,
And so she got him in.
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Then she put forth her lilly-white hand,And led him through the hall:
‘This way, this way, my pretty play-fellow,
And you shall have your ball.’
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She led him on through one chamber,And so she did through nine,
Until she came to her own chamber,
Where she was wont to dine,
And she laid him on a dressing-board,
And sticket him like a swine.
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Then out it came the thick, thick blood,And out it came the thin,
And out it came the bonnie heart's blood,
There was no more within.
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