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52 AMERICAN BALLADS AND SONGS
My food it should be grief and sorrow, My drink it would be the briny tear.
" Down in a valley there lies a sharp arrow,
I wish I had it across my breast; It would cut off all grief and sorrow,
And lay this troubled heart to rest."
(B) WILLIE AND MARY
"0 who is at my bedroom window, Who weeps and sighs so bitterly. . . .
"O Mary dear, go ask your mother, If you my wedded bride may be;
And if she says 'Nay' then come and tell me, And I no more will trouble thee."
"O Willie dear, I dare not ask her,
For she lies on her bed of rest; And by her side there lies another. . . .
"0, Mary dear, go ask your father, If you my wedded bride may be;
And if he says 'Nay' then come and tell me, And I no more will trouble thee."
"0 Willie dear, I dare not ask him,
For he is on his bed of rest; And by his side there lies a dagger
To pierce the one that I love best."