Reliques of ancient English poetry: consisting of old heroic ballads ...

AND BALLADS. 2t
O Chrift thee fave, lord Thomas hee fayd,
Methinks thou lookft wonderous wan J
Thou ufedil to look with as freih a colour,
As ever the fun fhone on.
Oh, art thou blind, lord Thomas ? fhe fayd, 65
Or canft thou not very well fee ?
Oh ! doft thou not fee my owne hearts bloode
Run trickling down my knee.
Lord Thomas he had a fword by his fide ;
As he walked about the halle, 7©
He cut off his brides head from her moulders,
And threw it againft the walle.
He fet the hike againft the grounde,
And the point again ft his harte*
There never three lovers together did meete, 75
That fooner againe did parte.
*** The reader willfind a Scottijh fong on a JimUar
fubjeft to this, toward* the end of this volume, intitkd
*' Lord Thomas and Lady Annex.'*
Vol. HI. G XVI. CUPIQ