Luyện nghe bài hát Fair Margaret And Sweet William

Sweet William one winter's morn
Lord to me speak truth
And tell me of long lost love
Between Lady and you

Of Lady Margaret I not
And she not of me
For I the midday sun
Some groom shall be

Lady Margaret sitting in her high
her long yellow hair
Spied sweet and his new made bride
up the road so fair

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

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

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

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

well do I like my bed said he
Still better I like my
But best of all that fair young
That at my bed feet

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

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

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

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

Once he kissed her pale white
And he kissed her cheek
Three times he kissed her cold lips
And he in her arms asleep