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THE SUFFOLK MIRACLE. 219 |
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Forty miles distant was she sent,
Unto his brother's, with intent
That she should there so long remain,
Till she had changed her mind again. a>
Hereat this young man sadly grieved, But knew not how to be relieved ; He sighed and sobbed continually That his true love he could not see.
She by no means could to him send, 25
Who was her heart's espoused friend; He sighed, he grieved, but all in vain, For she confined must still remain.
He mourned so much, that doctor's art Could give no ease unto his heart, »
Who was so strangely terrified, That in short time for. love he died.
She that from him was sent away
Knew nothing of his dying day,
But constant still she did remain, ss
And loved the dead, although in vain.
After he had in grave been laid
A month or more, unto this maid
He came in middle of the night,
Who joyed to see her heart's delight. *> |
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