34 OLD DORSET SONGS. 



The trusty spoke up : " Her courage was bold ; 

 I fear she's been lost for the sake of her gold. 

 We'll have life for life, sir," the trusty did say ; 

 " We'll send you to prison and there let you stay." 



He travelled through England, through France, and through 



Spain. 



(He ventured his life on the watery main.) 

 He came to a house, where he lodged for a night, 

 And in that same house was his own heart's delight. 



She saw him, she knew him, she flew to his arms, 

 She told him her grief while engaged in her charms. 



" Why did you disbine me, my dearest ? " cried he. 



" Three gipsies betrayed me and stole me away." 



" Your uncle's in England, in prison does lie, 



And for your sweet sake he's condemned to die." 

 " O, take me to England, my dearest," she cried ; 

 " One thousand I'll give you, and will be your bride." 



When she came to old England her uncle to see, 



The cart it was under the high gallows' tree. 

 " O pardon, O pardon, O pardon, I crave." 

 " See, see, I'm alive your sweet life for to save." 



And straight from the gallows they led him away ; 

 The bells they did ring, and the music did play, 

 Each house in the valley with mirth did abound, 

 As soon as they heard the lost lady was found. 



This Dorset version is evidently a corrupt form. Perhaps, 

 too, some verses are missing. 



