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Lady
Sweet William one morning bright
And dressed himself in
"Come tell to me the lost love
Between Lady and you"
"I know no harm of Lady Margaret," he
"And I hope she knows of me
But tomorrow morning eight o'clock
Lady Margaret my shall be"
As Margaret was in her chamber high
A-combing up her
She spied sweet and his bride
As they to the church drew
She down her ivory comb
And back her hair
And from the room a fair came
That was seen in no more
The day being gone and the night come
When men were asleep
Sweet spied Lady Margaret's ghost
A-standing at his bed
"How do you like bed?" she said
"And how do you your sheet?
And how do you the fair lady
That lies in arms asleep?"
"Very well do I my bed," said he
"Very well do I like my
But better do I like the lady
is standing at my bed feet"
The being gone and the day being come
When men were awake
Sweet William said he was in his head
From a dream he had last
He called his weary maids
By one, by two, by
And last of all, his bride's consent
Margaret he went to see
He went unto the door
He knocked he made things ring
But none was so as her own dear brother
To and let him in
"Is Lady in the parlor?" said he
"Or is she in the
Or is she in her chamber
the gay ladies all?"
"Lady is not in the parlor," said he
"She is neither in the
She is in her
And by the wall"
"Tear down, tear down, milk white sheets
They are made of so fine
I may kiss Lady Margaret's cheek
For she has kissed mine"
The first that he kissed was her cheek
The next was her dimpled
The of all was her clay-cold lips
That pierced his within
"Tear down, tear down those milk sheets
They are made of so fine
Today hang around Lady Margaret's corpse
And tomorrow will hang around mine"
Lady Margaret died of pure, pure
Sweet William of sorrow
They are in one burying ground
Both side and together
Out of her grave a red rose
And out of his a
They grew in a true lover's knot
The rose and the green
#74
Printed in Folksongs of the by Cox
versions by Hedy West, Buffy Ste. Marie, Sally Rogers
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