Anonymous

“ Which brought out a party young Grigor to press,
And for to make ready no time gave, we hear;
He ask'd but one favour—a word of his dear.
That being deny'd him, the old man with a frown,
Said, soldiers can have sweethearts in every town.
At this the-young lady cried out bitterly.
Young Grigor took courage, and marched away.
When his captain view'd him, thus to him did say,
This young lady that loves you, I pity her case,
Who has lost such a comfort and blooming face,
Altho' you have done them not any disgrace. ”

“ But still she maintain’d it, and cry’d like a child,
Never after was seen for to laugh or to smile.
They brought her all doctors, whose skill was in fame,
Who still gave opinion she was sound in the brain.
Her body decay’d, and her face turned pale,
She soar’d to her true love beyond death’s dark vale.
First her, then her mother, the same night expired—
I hope now she enjoys the bliss she desired.
Now the old man he cries, bereft of all joys,
Tho’ he has plenty of gold, no girls nor boys.
Let all cruel parents by this take great heed,
His pretty young daughter is now with the dead. ”

“ For your parents will follow, and cause you more woe;
But my Maker be witness, with this oak, said he,
That I never will marry another woman but thee.
And here where he left her a-weeping full sore,
Poor creature she ne'er got a sight of him more! ”