Lord Ingram and Child Wylet



Lord Ingram and Child Wylet

Were both laid in one wame

They laid their love on one lady

The greater was the shame



Lord Ingram and Child Wyet

Were both born in one hall

They laid their love on one lady

And from her they could not fall



Lord Ingram courted her Lady Mary

Among her halls and bowers

Child Wyet courted her Lady Mary

Among the summer flowers



Lord Ingram courted her Lady Mary

Among the company all

Child Wyet wooed her Lady Mary

Among the sheets so small



Get up get up my daughter dear

Put on your wedding gown

For Lord Ingram he will be here

Your wedding must be done



I'd rather be Child Wylet's wife

The white fish for to sell

Before I were Lord Ingram's wife

To wear the silk so well



There was not a groom about the castle

But got a gown of green

And all was blythe and all was glad

But Lady Mary was none



There was no cook about that kitchen

But got a gown of grey

And all was blythe and all was glad

But Lady Mary was woe



When mass was sung and bells was rung

And all men bound for bed

Then Lord Ingram and Lady Mary

In one bed they were laid



When they were laid into their bed

It was both soft and warm

He laid his hand over her side

Says, I think you are with bairn



I told you once, I told you twice

Ere you came me to wed

That Child Wyet your own brother

One night lay in my bed



O father your babe on me Mary

O father your babe on me

And the fairest castle of all Snowdown

Your morning gift shall be



I may father my babe on a stock

So may I on a stone

But my babe shall never have

A father but its own



Then he's taken out a trusty brand

Laid it atween them tway

Says, Lie you there you ill woman

A maid for me till day



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