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The Text is given from Jamieson's Popular Ballads as taken down by him from Mrs Brown's recitation	A
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The Story of the ballad is told at length in at least two ancient monastic records in the Annals of the Monastery of Waverley the first Cistercian house in England near Farnham Surrey edited by Luard vol ii p etc from MS Cotton Vesp A xvi fol etc more fully in the Annals of the Monastery at Burton on Trent Staffordshire edited by Luard vol i pp etc from MS Cotton Vesp E iii fol etc Both of these give the date as the latter adding July Matthew Paris also tells the tale as a contemporary event The details may be condensed as follows	B
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All the principal Jews in England being collected at the end of July at Lincoln Hugh a schoolboy while playing with his companions jocis ac choreis was by them kidnapped tortured and finally crucified His body was then thrown into a stream but the water tantam sui Creatoris injuriam non ferens threw the corpse back on to the land The Jews then buried it but it was found next morning above ground Finally it was thrown into a well which at once was lit up with so brilliant a light and so sweet an odour that word went forth of a miracle Christians came to see discovered the body floating on the surface and drew it up Finding the hands and feet to be pierced the head ringed with bleeding scratches and the body otherwise wounded it was at once clear to all tanti sceleris auctores detestandos fuisse Judaeos eighteen of whom were subsequently hanged	C
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Other details may be gleaned from various accounts The name of the Jew into whose house the boy was taken is given as Copin or Jopin Hugh was eight or nine years old Matthew Paris adds the circumstance of Hugh's mother Beatrice by name seeking and finding him	D
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The original story has obviously become contaminated with others such as Chaucer's Prioresses Tale in the course of six hundred and fifty years But the central theme the murder of a child by the Jews is itself of great antiquity and similar charges are on record in Europe even in the nineteenth century Further material for the study of this ballad may be found in Francisque Michel's Hugh de Lincoln and J O Halliwell Phillipps 's Ballads and Poems respecting Hugh of Lincoln	A
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Percy in the Reliques vol i p says 'If we consider on the one hand the ignorance and superstition of the times when such stories took their rise the virulent prejudices of the monks who record them and the eagerness with which they would be catched up by the barbarous populace as a pretence for plunder on the other hand the great danger incurred by the perpetrators and the inadequate motives they could have to excite them to a crime of so much horror we may reasonably conclude the whole charge to be groundless and malicious '	-
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The tune 'as sung by the late Mrs Sheridan' may be found in John Stafford Smith's Musica Antiqua vol i p and Motherwell's Minstrelsy tune No	E
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SIR HUGH OR THE JEW'S DAUGHTER	F
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Four and twenty bonny boys	G
Were playing at the ba'	H
And by it came him sweet Sir Hugh	I
And he play'd o'er them a'	J
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He kick'd the ba' with his right foot	K
And catch'd it wi' his knee	L
And throuch and thro' the Jew's window	E
He gard the bonny ba' flee	L
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He's doen him to the Jew's castell	M
And walk'd it round about	N
And there he saw the Jew's daughter	F
At the window looking out	N
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'Throw down the ba' ye Jew's daughter	F
Throw down the ba' to me '	-
'Never a bit ' says the Jew's daughter	F
'Till up to me come ye '	-
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'How will I come up How can I come up	O
How can I come to thee	L
For as ye did to my auld father	F
The same ye'll do to me '	-
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She's gane till her father's garden	A
And pu'd an apple red and green	P
'Twas a' to wyle him sweet Sir Hugh	I
And to entice him in	Q
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She's led him in through ae dark door	R
And sae has she thro' nine	S
She's laid him on a dressing table	M
And stickit him like a swine	S
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And first came out the thick thick blood	T
And syne came out the thin	Q
And syne came out the bonny heart's blood	T
There was nae mair within	Q
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She's row'd him in a cake o' lead	U
Bade him lie still and sleep	V
She's thrown him in Our Lady's draw well	W
Was fifty fathom deep	V
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When bells were rung and mass was sung	X
And a' the bairns came hame	D
When every lady gat hame her son	A
The Lady Maisry gat nane	A
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She's ta'en her mantle her about	N
Her coffer by the hand	Y
And she's gane out to seek her son	A
And wander'd o'er the land	Y
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She's doen her to the Jew's castell	M
Where a' were fast asleep	V
'Gin ye be there my sweet Sir Hugh	I
I pray you to me speak '	-
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She's doen her to the Jew's garden	A
Thought he had been gathering fruit	Z
'Gin ye be there my sweet Sir Hugh	I
I pray you to me speak '	-
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She near'd Our Lady's deep draw well	W
Was fifty fathom deep	V
'Whare'er ye be my sweet Sir Hugh	I
I pray you to me speak '	-
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'Gae hame gae hame my mither dear	A2
Prepare my winding sheet	B2
And at the back o' merry Lincoln	A
The morn I will you meet '	-
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Now Lady Maisry is gane hame	D
Made him a winding sheet	B2
And at the back o' merry Lincoln	A
The dead corpse did her meet	B2
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And a' the bells o' merry Lincoln	A
Without men's hands were rung	X
And a' the books o' merry Lincoln	A
Were read without man's tongue	X
And ne'er was such a burial	M
Sin Adam's days begun	A

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