FAIR ROSAMUND CLIFFORD I have a sister, young Clifford, he said A sister no man knows She hath a color in her cheek Like drops of blood in snow Like drops of blood in snow She hath a waist, a waist, a waist Like my silver cane And I would not for ten thousand worlds Have King Henry know her name Have King Henry know her name King Henry was in his bower Hidden close and still And every word young Clifford spoke He wrote down in a bill He wrote down in a bill Now the first fair line she looked on She did begin to smile And the next fair line she looked on Down the tears did fall (2x) Cursed be my brother Clifford Oh cursed may he be Why don't he dote on his hawks and hounds But he must dote on me (2x) see also QECONFES Rosamund Clifford became Henry II mistress recorded by Ewan MacColl and Peggy Seeger filename[ ROSACLIF SF ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===