Francis James Child

“ For I'm sick to the heart, and I fain wald lie down."
"What leave ye to your sister, King Henry, my son?
What leave ye to your sister, my pretty little one?"
"The world's wide, she may go beg; mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm sick to the heart, and I fain wald lie down."
"What leave ye to your trew-love, King Henry, my son?
What leave ye to your trew-love, my pretty little one?"
"The highest hill to hang her on, for she's poisoned me and my hounds all; mother, make my bed soon,
Oh I'm sick to the heart, and I fain wald lie down."
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"O WHERE hae ye been, Lord Randal, my son? ”

“ O mak my bed, mammie, now!"
what did ye do wi the banes o't, my bonnie wee croodlin doo?"
"I gied them to my little dog; mak my bed, mammie, now!"
"And what did your little doggie do, my bonnie wee croodlin doo?"
"He stretched out his head, his feet, and deed; and so will I, mammie, now!"
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"WHAR hae ye been a' the day, Willie doo, Willie doo? ”

“ It turned baith black an blue."
"An what did she gie the banes o't to?"
"O she gied them to a wee wee dog;" mak, etc.
"An what did the wee wee doggie do then?"
"O it put out its tongue and its feet, an it deed; an sae maun I do, noo, noo,
An sae maun I do noo!" ”