A Cotswold Romance: 6. Alone and Friendless
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Alone and friendless on this foreign ground
I am to die; your champion there has sworn it
But who would give his life for twenty pound?
Oh, wretched price! The Christmas box would scorn it
Ere dawn I woke and felt that life is good
This noon I've learnt it's sweet beyond all telling
And ask you'd take it from me if you could
Great were the loss and dear shall be the selling
If I must die, I'll die for something worth
Die that my death may live in song and story
Die for the fairest thing in all this earth
Oh, happy death! Oh, happy death
That spreads abroad her glory