eman was
hers.]
IV.
This Turk[2] he had one ounly darter,
The fairest my two eyes e'er see,
She steele the keys of her father's prisin,
And swore Lord Bateman she would let go free.
V.
O she took him to her father's cellar,
And guv to him the best of vine;
And ev'ry holth she dronk unto him,
Vos, "I vish Lord Bateman as you vos mine!"[3]
[Illustration: The "WOW."]
VI.
"O have you got houses, have you got land,
And does Northumberland belong to thee?
And what would you give to the fair young lady
As out of prisin would let you go free?"
VII.
"O I've got houses, and I've got land,
And half Northumberland belongs to me;
And I vill give it all to the fair young lady
As out of prisin vould let me go free."
[Illustration: The Turk's daughter, bidding his Lordship farewell, is
impressed with a foreboding that she will see him no more!--]
VIII.
"O in sevin long years, I'll make a wow
For sevin long years, and keep it strong,[4]
That if you'll ved no other voman,
O I vill v-e-ed no other man."
IX.
O She took him to her father's harbour,
And guv to him a ship of fame,
Saying, "Farevell, Farevell to you, Lord Bateman,
I fear I ne-e-ever shall see you agen."
[Illustration: The Proud young Porter answers the door--]
X.
Now sevin long years is gone and past,
And fourteen days vell known to me;[5]
She packed up all her gay clouthing,
And swore Lord Bateman she would go see.
XI.
O ven she arrived at Lord Bateman's castle,
How bouldly then she rang the bell,
"Who's there! who's there!" cries the proud young porter,
"O come, unto me pray quickly tell."
[Illustration: The Proud young Porter in Lord Bateman's State Apartment]
XII.
"O! is this here Lord Bateman's castle,
And is his lordship here vithin?"
"O Yes! O yes!" cries the proud young porter;
"He's just now takin' his young bride in."
XIII.
"O! bid him to send me a slice of bread,
And a bottle of the wery best vine,
And not forgettin' the fair young lady
As did release him ven close confine."
[Illustration: The young bride's Mother is heard (for the first time) to
speak freely]
XIV.
O! avay and avay vent this proud young porter,
O! avay and avay and
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