Page:Excellent old song intitled Young Beichan and Susie Pye.pdf/2

 

N London was young Beichan born,

and foreign nations he long’d to see:

He pass’d thro’ many kingdom’s great,

till at length he came into Turkey,

He view’d the fashions of that land,

their way of worship viewed he;

But unto any of their stocks

would not so much as bow a knee.

Which made him to be taken straight,

and brought before their jury;

The savage Moor did speak outright,

bid him be used most cruelly.

In every shoulder they put a bore,

and in every bore they put a tree,

They made him for to trail the wire

and spices on his fair body.

They put him into a deep dungeon,

where he could neither hear nor see;

For seven years they kept him there,

till he for hunger was like to die.

Stephus their king, had a daughter fair,

and they called her Susie Pye;

Who ev’ry day as she took the air,

near to the prison passed by.