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Lady Margaret & Sweet William
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Sweet William arose one May morning And dressed himself in blue We want you to tell of something about The long love between Lady Margaret and you “I know nothing of Lady Margaret's love I'm sure she don't love me But tomorrow morning at eight o'clock Lady Margaret my bride shall see” Lady Margaret sat in her own hall door A-combing down her hair When she saw Sweet William come a-riding by Bringing his new bride home She first threw down her ivory comb Tied up her long yellow hair And out of the door went this lady gay To never return any more Now late that night when William was in bed And most all men was asleep Lady Margaret's ghost came to Sweet William's side And stood at his own bed feet Saying, “How do you like your snow-white pillow? How do you like your sheet? And how do you like the new found bride That's a-lying in your arms asleep?” “Very well, very well do I like my pillow Better do I like the sheet But the best one of all is that pretty little girl That's a-standing at my own bed feet” So early next morning when William awoke And most all men was at work Sweet William said he was troubled in his head By the dreams that he dreamed last night “Such dreams, such dreams I do not like Such dreams they are no good I dreamed that my hall was filled with wild swine Lady Margaret was drowning in blood” So he called his comrades to his side And numbered them one, two, three And the last one of them, “Go tell my bride Lady Margaret I've gone to see” He rode till he came to Lady Margaret's hall Pulled all on the ring There's none so ready as Lady Margaret's brother For to rise and let him in “Now, is she in the garden?,” he said “Or is she in the hall? Or is she in the upper parlour Among them ladies all?” “She neither is in the garden,” he said “Nor yet into the hall But yonder she lies in her cold coffin With her pale face turned to the wall” Lady Margaret was buried in the old churchyard William lay anigh her And out of her grave grew a red, red rose And out of his a briar They grew and they grew on the old church tower Till they could grow not higher They met and they twined in a true lover's knot The red rose around the briar
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