of the legend.

Then out there came the jew’s daughter

And she all dressed in green.

“Come back, come back, you pretty little boy,

And play your ball again.”

I can’t come back and I won’t come back

Without my schoolfellows all.

For if my master he did hear

He’d make it a sorry ball.”

She took him by the lilywhite hand

And led him along the hall

Until she led him to a room

Where none could hear him call.