A note on Cameron's posting of "fallen" women tearjerkers: The verse is the first eight lines; the chorus begins with the title, "She is more to be pitied than censured."

There is another verse, about the girl's funeral, with the words of the chorus coming as the preacher's elegy. The song is on the digitrad (I looked it up last night and was planning to post it here, but Cameron beat me to it).

The song was in one of the books we had in the home when I was growing up in the thirties and forties. Another contemporary (1880s, I think) song you'd like if you like this sort is "Take Back Your Gold." Here's the chorus. If anyone has the verses, please add them. They're not in the trad.

Take back your gold, for gold will never buy me;
Take back your bribe and promise you'll be true.
Give me the love, the love that you denied me--
Make me your wife; that's all I ask of you.

--seed