Death & Dying
The Cruel Mother (Child 20)
From The English and Scottish Popular Ballads, ed. F. J. Child (1882–98)
And there she's leand her back to a thorn,
Oh and alelladay, oh and alelladay
And there she has her baby born.
Ten thousand times good night and be wi thee
She has houked a grave ayont the sun,
And there she has buried the sweet babe in.
And she's gane back to her father's ha,
She's counted the leelest maid o them a'.
'O look not sae sweet, my bonie babe,
Gin ye smyle sae, ye'll smyle me dead.'
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Traditional Ballads (Child collection). “The Cruel Mother (Child 20).” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/child-ballads/91/.
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Traditional Ballads (Child collection). “The Cruel Mother (Child 20).” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/child-ballads/91/.
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