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(From The Lay of the Last Minstrel) IT was an English ladye bright, | |
The sun shines fair on Carlisle wall, | |
And she would marry a Scottish knight, | |
For Love will still be lord of all. | |
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Blithely they saw the rising sun, | 5 |
When he shone fair on Carlisle wall, | |
But they were sad ere day was done, | |
Though Love was still the lord of all. | |
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Her sire gave brooch and jewel fine, | |
Where the sun shines fair on Carlisle wall; | 10 |
Her brother gave but a flask of wine, | |
For ire that Love was lord of all. | |
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For she had lands, both meadow and lea, | |
Where the sun shines fair on Carlisle wall, | |
And he swore her death, ere he would see | 15 |
A Scottish knight the lord of all. | |
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That wine she had not tasted well, | |
The sun shines fair on Carlisle wall, | |
When dead in her true loves arms she fell, | |
For Love was still the lord of all. | 20 |
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He pierced her brother to the heart, | |
Where the sun shines fair on Carlisle wall: | |
So perish all would true love part, | |
That Love may still be lord of all! | |
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And then he took the cross divine, | 25 |
Where the sun shines fair on Carlisle wall, | |
And died for her sake in Palestine; | |
So Love was still the lord of all. | |
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Now all ye lovers, that faithful prove, | |
The sun shines fair on Carlisle wall, | 30 |
Pray for their souls who died for love, | |
For Love shall still be lord of all! | |
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