4, 7 _are wanting._ 11^2. Her merry maids all in green. _After 12_: He took her by the lily-white hand, And led her through the hall, And sat her in a chair of gold, Amidst her merry maids all. 15^2. both clean and sharp. _After 17_: 'No, I am not blind,' Lord Thomas he said, 'But I can plainly see, And I can see your dear heart's blood Runs trickling down your knee.' 18^2. It was both keen and small. 18^4. And flung. _After 19, as in_ #d#: 'Oh dig me a grave,' Lord Thomas he said, 'And dig it both wide and deep, And lay Fair Ellinor at my side, The brown girl at my feet.' #g.# _Recited to me by Ellen Healy, 1881, as learned by her of a young girl living near Killarney, Ireland, about 1867._ 2^2. come riddle me oer and oer: _so_ 8^2. 2^4, 3^4. the pretty brown girl bring home. _After 3_: He dressed himself up in a suit of green, And his merrymen all in white; There was not a town that he rode through But they took him to be a knight. 9 'Lord Thomas has got company enough, Fair Ellinor, you have none; Therefore I charge you with my blessing, Fair Ellinor, stay at home.' 11 She dressed herself up in a suit of white, And her merrymen all in green; There was not a town that she rode through But they took her to be a queen. _After 12_: He took her by the lily-white hand, And by the waist so small, And set her at the head of the table, . . . . . . . _After 13_: Up spoke the pretty brown girl, She said ... 'Where did you get the water That washed your skin so white?' 'There is a well in my father's land, A place you'll never see, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 14 _wanting._ 19. _Imperfectly remembered._ Lord Thomas he stabbed the pretty brown girl, and then he stabbed himself; and he said, Bury the pretty brown girl at my feet, and Fair Ellinor in my arms. A red rose grew out of Fair Ellinor, and a sweet briar out of Lord Thomas's grave, and they grew until they met. #h.# _An Irish version, recited by Ellen Daily, Taunton, Massachusetts._ 2^2. Come riddle me all at once. 2^4. Or the bonny brown girl. 4. He dressed himself up in a suit of fine clothes, With merry men all in white; And there was not a town that he rode through But they took him to be a knight. 5^2. very low at her ring.