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8 On the swift wings of love she flew there to meet me,

O'erjoyed to think that she'd soon be my wife;

Ah! little she thought that her days they were numbered,

The man she loved dearly would deprive her of life.

By the hair of the head I did seize this poor creature,

And out of my pocket I drew a large knife;

I said, you young harlot, no more you'll torment me,

For this very night I'll deprive you of life.

I plunged it into her bosom and mangled her body

In various parts while the blood it did flow;

She fell on her knees, and implored for mercy,

While murdered she sank under many a blow.

Her cries I ne'er minded, no mercy I showed her,

While she ecriedcried [sic] dearest Robert, O spare my sweet life;

For the sake of your baby, I beg you'll have mercy,

And I never will ask you to make me your wife.

Her throat then I cut, while the blood flowed profusely,

Then she fell like a corpse, most dreadful to view;

My crime to conceal, I drew her near the water,

And into the Humber her body I threw.

A few days after some people were walking

On the banks of the Humber so lovely and green;

When they spied her fair body by the side of the water,

As mangled and wounded that night she had been.

They ran for assittance, and soon did diseoverdiscover [sic]

A letter containing her murderer's name:

By thothe [sic] stermstern [sic] hand of justice he's now overtaken,

And doubtless the murderer will die for the same.