There was a youth, a well beloved youth and he was a squire's son.
He loved the Bailiff's daughter dear, who lived in Islington.
But she was coy and never would on him her love bestow.
So he took him off to a far country where no man him would know.
When he had been there seven long years and never his love did see.
Missing line ....... the Bailiff's daughter of Islington
She's dead, Sir, long ago. Then take my horse and bridle also.
And I will away to some far country where no man shall one know.
Oh stay, oh stay, thou goodly youth, she is not dead,
She is here alive and ready to be thy bride.