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142 FA1E MAKGAEET AND SWEET WILLIAM.
When day was gone, and night was come,
And all men fast asleep, Then came the spirit of fair Marg'ret,
And stood at Williams feet. 20
" Are you awake, sweet William ? " shee said, " Or, sweet William, are you asleep ?
God give you joy of your gay bride-bed, And me of my winding-sheet."
When day was come, and night 'twas gone, »
And all men wak'd from sleep, Sweet William to his lady sayd,
" My dear, I have cause to weep.
" I dreamt a dream, my dear ladye,
Such dreames are never good: 30
I dreamt my bower was full of red swine, And my bride-bed full of blood."
" Such dreams, such dreams, my honoured sir,
They never do prove good ; To dream thy bower was full of red swine, 85
And thy bride-bed full of blood."
21-24. God give you joy, you lovers true, In bride-bed fast asleep; Lo! I am going to my green-grass grave, And I'm in my winding sheet. Hebd's copy. |
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