Luyện nghe bài hát Fair Margaret And Sweet William

Sweet William rose one morn
Lord to me speak truth
And tell me of that long love
Lady Margaret and you

Of Lady Margaret I not
And she not of me
For I upon the sun
other's groom shall be

Lady sitting in her high window
Combing her yellow hair
Spied sweet and his new made bride
Riding up the road so

Down she threw her comb
And down she threw her
And she came from that high window
And was seen no more

The sun low on William's home
His mind consumed with
He his home was full of white shroud
And the bed was flowing with

It was the time night set in
And all fast asleep
He spied Lady Margaret all cloaked in
She was standing at the bed

How do you like you bed she
How do you like sheets
How do you like your new bride
That's lying in your asleep

Very well do I my bed said he
Still better I like my
But of all that fair young maid
stands at my bed feet

He called on his milk-white
As fast as the horse could
He rode 'til he came to fair home
So load he called and

Is Lady in the house
Or is she in the
Or is she in her room
Among the all

She's in the house said she
Nor is she in the
Margaret's in the cold black coffin
With her face to the wall

Tear it down, tear it her ivory sheets
Oh tear them so fine
And let me kiss her corpse lips
For I they'll never kiss mine

he kissed her pale white hand
And twice he kissed her
Three times he her cold corpse lips
And he fell in her arms