OLD DORSET SONGS. 33 



He called his soldiers by his side, 



By one, by two, by three. 

 Sweet William used to be the very very first, 



But the last to come down was he. 



Chorus. 



" I'll give you houses, I'll give you land, 



I'll give you gold," cried he, 

 " If you will but fancy some other young man 



And will not fancy me." 



Chorus. 



" I don't want your houses, I don't want your land, 



Nor any of your gold," cried she ; 

 " But all I want, and all I'll have," 



Is thy sweet and whole bodee." 



Chorus. 



So the very first town that we went through 



We bought the gay gold ring ; 

 And the very next town that we went through 



We set the bells to ring. 



Chorus. 



THE LOST LADY. 



'Twas down in the valley this damsel did dwell ; 

 She lived with her uncle, as all know-for well. 

 'Twas down in the valley, where violets were gay, 

 Three gipsies betrayed her and stole her away. 



Long time she'd been missing and could not be found ; 

 Her uncle he searched the country around. 

 He came to her trusty (i.e., trustee), between hope and fear ; 

 The trustv made answer " She has not been here." 



