Luyện nghe bài hát Fair Margaret And Sweet William

Sweet William rose one winter's
Pray Lord to me truth
And tell me of that lost love
Lady Margaret and you

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

Lady sitting in her high window
Combing her long hair
Spied sweet William and his new bride
up the road so fair

Down she threw her ivory
And down she her hair
And down she came from high window
And was never no more

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

It was the that night set in
And all were asleep
He spied Margaret all cloaked in white
She was standing at the bed

How do you like you bed she
How do you like sheets
How do you like your new made
That's in your arms asleep

Very do I like my bed said he
Still better I my sheets
But best of all that fair maid
That at my bed feet

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

Is Lady Margaret in the
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
There Margaret's in the cold coffin
With her face to the wall

Tear it down, tear it down her ivory
Oh tear ever so fine
And let me kiss her cold corpse
For I know never kiss mine

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