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Two Sisters (12)

Two Sisters (12)

 There were three sisters lived in a hall
      Hey with the gay and the grandeur O
 And there came a lord to court them all
      At the bonnie bows o London town

 He courted the eldest with a penknife
 And he vowed that he would take her life

 He courted the youngest with a glove
 And he said that he'd be her true love

 'O sister, O sister, will you go and take a walk
 And see our father's ships how they float?

 'O lean your foot upon the stone
 And wash your hand in that sea foam.'

 She leaned her foot upon the stone
 But her eldest sister has tumbled her down

 'O sister, O sister, give me your hand
 And I'll make you lady of all my land.'

 'O I'll not lend to you my hand
 But I'll be lady of your land.'

 'O sister, sister, give me your glove
 And I'll make you lady of my true love.'

 'It's I'll not lend to you my glove
 But I'll be lady of your true love.'

 Sometimes she sank, and sometimes she swam
 Until she came to a miller's dam

 The miller's daughter was coming out wi speed
 For water for to bake some bread

 'O father, father, stop the dam
 For it's either a lady or a milk-white swan.'

 He dragged her out unto the shore
 And stripped her of all she wore

 By cam a fiddler, and he was fair
 And he buskit his bow in her bonnie yellow hair

 By cam her father's harper, and he was fine
 And he made a harp o her bonny breast-bone

 When they came to her father's court
 The harp and the fiddle these words spoke:

 'O God bless my father the king
 And I wish the same to my mother the queen

Child #10
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