...me fore to Balow, my darling, fleep a while, And when thou ' wak'ft,' then fweetly fmile ; But fmile not as thy father did, To cozen maids ; nay, God forbid : But in ' thine eye' his look ] fee, ' The tempting look that ruin'd me.' , &c. When he began to court my...

...Bubw, &c. iT Iy ftil, my darlinge, fleipe a while, .And when thcu wakcft twcitly Imile < But fitiile not, as thy father did, To cozen maids : nay, God forbid ! But yette I feire, thou wilt L'-JC ncire . Thy fatheris hart and fact to boire. Balow, &c. I cannae chufe, but...

...shame, A hapless state, a bastard's name. Be still, my babe, and sleep a while, And when thou wake then sweetly smile, But smile not as thy father did, To cozen maids : O heaven forbid, And yet into thy face I see Thy father dear which tempted me. Balow, my babe, O...

...for my babe nor mee. Balow, &c. Ly stil, my darlinge, sleipe a while, And when thon wakest sweitly smile : But smile not, as thy father did, To cozen maids ; nay, God forbid ! But yette I feire, thou wilt gae neire, Thy falheris hart and face to beire. Balow, &c. I cannae chuse, but ever...

...for my babe nor me. " Lie still, my darling, sleep awhile, And when thou wakest sweetly smile ; Yet smile not, as thy father did, To cozen maids. — Nay, God forbid ! But yet I fear thou wilt gae near Thy father's heart and face to bear ! " I canna chuse, but ever will...

...my folly am betray'd. And thou, my darling, sleep awhile, Yet when thou wak'st do sweetly smile; Yet smile not as thy father did To cozen maids ; nay, God forbid ; But now I fear That thou, my dear, Thy father's face and mind will bear. Ay me, &c. , When he began to...

...sair to see thee weip. Lie still, my darling; sleip a while, And, when thou wakest, sweetlie sinili- : But smile not as thy father did, To cozen maids : nay, God forbid ! But yet I feir, thou wilt gae neiv Thy father's heart and face to beir. Balow, my boy ; lie still and sle.ip...

...Lament," a touch of unaffected nature and pathos of the same kind : — " Lie still, my darling ! sleep awhile, And when thou wakest, sweetly smile; But smile...thy Father did, To cozen maids ; — nay, God forbid !" The early part of the reign of Henry the Eighth was rich in Lyrical Poetry ; and indeed, wore an...

...her door against all intruders. CHAPTER VII. Lie still, my darling, sleep awhile, And vvhtri tliou wakest, sweetly smile ; But smile not as thy father did, To cozen maids,—nny, God forbid ! But yet I fear, tliou wilt go near Thy father's heart and face to bear....

...babe nor mee. Balow, A r. Lye still, my darling, sleipe awhile, And when thou wakest, sweitly smile i But smile not, as thy father did. To cozen maids : nay, God forhid ! Bott yett I feire, thou wilt gae neire. Thy latln-rls hart, and face to beire. Balow, &c....