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The English and Scottish Popular Ballads

Edited by Francis James Child.

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SIR HUGH, OR, THE JEW'S DAUGHTER—S
  
  
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SIR HUGH, OR, THE JEW'S DAUGHTER—S

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Written down April, 1891, by Mrs W. H. Gill, of Sidcup, Kent, as recited to her in childhood by a maidservant in London.

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It rained so high, it rained so low,
[OMITTED]
In the Jew's garden all below.

2

Out came a Jew,
All clothëd in green,
Saying, Come hither, come hither, my sweet little boy,
And fetch your ball again.

3

‘I won't come hither, I shan't come hither,
Without my school-fellows all;
My mother would beat me, my father would kill me,
And cause my blood to pour.

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‘He showed me an apple as green as grass,
He showed me a gay gold ring,
He showed me a cherry as red as blood,
And that enticed me in.

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‘He enticed me into the parlour,
He enticed me into the kitchen,
And there I saw my own dear sister,
A picking of a chicken.

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‘He set me in a golden chair
And gave me sugar sweet;
He laid me on a dresser-board,
And stabbed me like a sheep.

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‘With a Bible at my head,
A Testament at my feet,
A prayer-book at the side of me,
And a penknife in so deep.

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‘If my mother should enquire for me,
Tell her I'm asleep;
Tell her I'm at heaven's gate,
Where her and I shall meet.’