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THE MURCIAN CAVALIER.
When I saw my love into the church go,
The bridemen and maidens they made a fine show,
And I followed after with a heart full of woe,
Thinking what I should do to forget her.
The bridemen and maidens they made a fine show,
And I followed after with a heart full of woe,
Thinking what I should do to forget her.
The priest at the altar aloud he did say,
All you that forbid it, I pray you draw nigh,
To tell you the truth, and a good reason why,
It was in my mind to forbid it.
All you that forbid it, I pray you draw nigh,
To tell you the truth, and a good reason why,
It was in my mind to forbid it.
When I saw my love in the church stand,
The ring on her finger, her glove in her hand,
I burst out a-crying, no longer could stand,
To see how my false love was guarded.
The ring on her finger, her glove in her hand,
I burst out a-crying, no longer could stand,
To see how my false love was guarded.
When first that I saw my false love as she sat down to meat,
I sat myself by her, but nothing could eat;
I thought her sweet company better than meat,
Although she was tied to another.
I sat myself by her, but nothing could eat;
I thought her sweet company better than meat,
Although she was tied to another.
When I saw my false love dressed out all in white,
The tears in my eyes they quite dazzled my sight;
I took off my hat, and I bade her good night,
Farewell to my false love for ever.
The tears in my eyes they quite dazzled my sight;
I took off my hat, and I bade her good night,
Farewell to my false love for ever.
I'll dig me a grave both long, wide, and deep,
And strew it all over with flowers so sweet;
And then I'll lie down in it, and take a long sleep,
For that's the best way to forget her.
And strew it all over with flowers so sweet;
And then I'll lie down in it, and take a long sleep,
For that's the best way to forget her.
The Murcian Cavalier.
'Twas the Pentecost time of tournament
At the Court of high Castile,
And the first, among the Spanish knights,
Was the Prince of proud Seville.
And 'tis all to win Castile's fair Queen
That they meet to break the spear;
The last, to-day, on the list of fight,
Are Seville's famed Prince and a stranger knight,
The Murcian Cavalier.
At the Court of high Castile,
And the first, among the Spanish knights,
Was the Prince of proud Seville.
And 'tis all to win Castile's fair Queen
That they meet to break the spear;
The last, to-day, on the list of fight,
Are Seville's famed Prince and a stranger knight,
The Murcian Cavalier.