Barbara Allen's Cruelty:
OR, THE Young-man's Tragedy.
With
Barbara Allen's Lamentation for her Unkindness to her Lover, and her Self.
To the Tune of
Barbara Allen.
Licensed according to Order.
IN
Scarlet Town where I was bound,
there was a fair Maid dwelling,
Whom I had chosen to be my own
and her name it was
Barbara Allen.
All in the merry Month of
May,
when green leaves they was springing,
This young man on his Death-bed lay,
for the love of
Barbara Allen.
He sent his man unto her then,
to the Town where she was dwelling,
You must come to my Master dear,
if your name be
Barbara Allen.
For Death is printed in his face,
and sorrow's in him dwelling,
And you must come to my Master dear,
if your name be
Barbara Allen.
If Death be printed in his face,
and sorrows in him dwelling,
Then little better shall he be,
for bonny
Barbara Allen.
So slowly, slowly she got up,
and so slowly she came to him,
And all she said when she came there,
Young man I think you are a dying.
He turn'd his face unto her then,
if you be
Barbara Allen.
My dear said he, come pitty me,
as on my Death-Bed I am lying.
If on your Death Bed you be lying,
what is that to
Barbara Allen.
I cannot keep you from Death,
so farewell, said
Barbara Allen?
He turn'd his face unto the Wall,
and Death came creeping to him;
Then adieu, adieu and adieu to all,
and adieu to
Barbara Allen.
And as she was walking on a day,
she heard the Bell a Ringing,
And it did seem to Ring to her,
Vnworthy
Barbara Allen.
She turn'd her self round about,
and she spy'd the Corps a coming;
Lay down lay down the Corps of Clay▪
that I may look upon him.
And all the while she looked on,
so loudly she lay laughing;
While all her Friends cry'd amain,
Vnworthy
Barbara Allen.
When he was dead and laid in Grave,
then Death came creeping to she
O Mother! Mother! make my Bed
for his death hath quite undone we.
A hard-hearted Creature that I was,
to slight one that lov'd me so dearly,
I wish I had been more kinder to him,
the time of his Life, when he was near me.
So this Maid she then did dye,
and desired to be buried by him,
And repented her self before she dy'd,
that ever she did deny him.
FINIS.