FORLORN
89
You that would not tread on a worm
For your gentle nature . . .
In the night, O the night,
O the night of weeping!
For your gentle nature . . .
In the night, O the night,
O the night of weeping!
ix.
Murder would not veil your sin,
Marriage will not hide it,
Earth and Hell will brand your name,
Wretch you must abide it . . .
In the night, O the night,
Long before the dawning.
Murder would not veil your sin,
Marriage will not hide it,
Earth and Hell will brand your name,
Wretch you must abide it . . .
In the night, O the night,
Long before the dawning.
x.
Up, get up, and tell him all,
Tell him you were lying!
Up, get up, and tell him all,
Tell him you were lying!