Luyện nghe bài hát Fair Margaret And Sweet William

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

well do I like my bed said he
Still I like my sheets
But best of all that young maid
stands at my bed feet

He called on his steed
As as the horse could ride
He rode 'til he came to fair Margaret's
So he called and cried

Is Lady in the house
Or is she in the
Or is she in her room
the maiden's all

She's neither in the house she
Nor is she in the
Margaret's in the cold black coffin
With her face turned to the

Tear it down, it down her ivory sheets
Oh tear ever so fine
And let me kiss her cold lips
For I know they'll never kiss

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