Then the King again journeyed forth, and the Queen had a little girl, whom also the false sisters threw into the water. Then again a little bird flew up on high and sang,

“To thy death art thou sped

Until God’s word be said.

In the white lily bloom,

Bonny girl, is thy tomb.”

“To thy death art thou sped Until God’s word be said. In the white lily bloom, Bonny girl, is thy tomb.”