(_Border Minstrelsy_, vol. ii., p. 357.)
THIS ae nighte, this ae nighte,
_Every nighte and alle_,
Fire, and sleet, and candle-lighte,
_And Christe receive thye saule_.
When thou from hence away art paste,
_Every nighte and alle_,
To Whinny-muir thou comest at laste;
_And Christe receive thye saule_.
If ever thou gavest hosen and shoon,
_Every nighte and alle_,
Sit thee down and put them on;
_And Christe receive thye saule_.
If hosen and shoon thou ne’er gavest nane,
_Every nighte and alle_,
The whinnes sall pricke thee to the bare bane;
_And Christe receive thye saule_.
From Whinny-muir when thou mayst passe,
_Every nighte and alle_,
To Brigg o’ Dread thou comest at laste,
_And Christe receive thye saule_.
From Brigg o’ Dread when thou mayst passe,
_Every nighte and alle_,
To Purgatory fire thou comest at last,
_And Christe receive thye saule_.
If ever thou gavest meat or drink,
_Every nighte and alle_,
The fire sall never make thee shrinke;
_And Christe receive thye saule_.
If meate or drinke thou never gavest nane,
_Every nighte and alle_,
The fire will burn thee to the bare bane;
_And Christe receive thye saule_.
This ae nighte, this ae nighte,
_Every nighte and alle_,
Fire, and sleet, and candle-lighte,
_And Christe receive thye saule_.