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A false knight wooed a maiden poor	A
And his high halls left he	B
To stoop in at her cottage door	C
When night left none to see	B
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And well a day it is a tale	D
For pity too severe	E
A tale would melt the sternest eye	F
And wake the deafest ear	G
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He stole her heart he stole her love	H
'T was all the wealth she had	I
Her truth and fame likewise stole he	B
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And they rode on and they rode on	J
Far on this pair did ride	K
Till the maiden's heart with fear and love	H
Beat quick against her side	K
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And on they rode till rocks grew high	F
Sir Knight what have we here	G
Unsaddle maid for here we stop	L
And death's tongue smote her ear	G
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Some ruffian rude she took him now	M
And wished she'd barred the door	C
Nor was it one that she could read	N
Of having heard before	C
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Thou art not my true love she said	N
But some rude robber loon	O
He'd take me from the saddle bow	M
Nor leave me to get down	P
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I ne'er was your true love said he	B
For I'm more bold than true	Q
Though I'm the knight that came at dark	R
To kiss and toy with you	Q
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I know you're not my love said she	B
That came at night and wooed	S
Although ye try and mock his speech	T
His way was ne'er so rude	S
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He ne'er said word but called me dear	E
And dear he is to me	B
Ye spake as ye ne'er knew the word	U
Rude ruffian as ye be	B
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Ye never was my knight I trow	V
Ye pay me no regard	W
But he would take my arm in his	X
If we but went a yard	W
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No matter whose true love I am	Y
I'm more than true to you	Q
For I'll ne'er wed a shepherd wench	T
Although I came to woo	Q
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And on to the rock's top they walked	Z
Till they stood o'er the salt sea's brim	A2
And there said he 's your bridal bed	N
Where you may sink or swim	A2
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A moonbeam shone upon his face	B2
The maid sunk at his feet	C2
For 't was her own false love she saw	D2
That once so fond did greet	C2
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And did ye promise love for this	E2
Is the grave my priest to be	B
And did ye bring this silken dress	F2
To wed me with the sea	B
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O never mind your dress quoth he	B
'T is well to dress for sea	B
Mermaids will love to see you fine	G2
Your bridesmaids they will be	B
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O let me cast this gown away	H2
It's brought no good to me	B
And if my mother greets my clay	H2
Too wretched will she be	B
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For she for my sad sake would keep	I2
This guilty bridal dress	F2
To break and tell her bursting heart	J2
She had a daughter less	F2
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So off she threw her bridal gown	P
Likewise her gold clasped shoon	P
His looks frowned hard as any stone	P
Hers pale turned as the moon	P
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O false false knight you've wrapped me warm	K2
Ere I was cold before	C
And now you strip me unto death	L2
Although I'm out of door	C
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O dash away those thistles rude	S
That crowd about the shore	C
They'll wound my tender feet that ne'er	M2
Went barefoot thus before	C
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O dash those stinging nettles down	P
And cut away the brier	N2
For deep they wound those lily arms	O2
Which you did once admire	P2
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And he nor briers nor thistles cut	Q2
Although she grieved full sore	C
And he nor shed one single tear	M2
Nor kiss took evermore	C
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She shrieked and sank and is at rest	R2
All in the deep deep sea	B
And home in base and scornful pride	K
With haunted heart rode he	B
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Now o'er that rock there hangs a tree	B
And chains do creak thereon	P
And in those chains his memory hangs	S2
Though all beside is gone	P

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