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Unhappy Love 4
4 O it's down she threw her ivory comb, And with silk she tied up her hair;
And out of the hall this fair damsel went And nevermore was seen there.
5 As the day was gone and the night came on, |
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Lady Marg'ret's ghost appeared alone A-standing at Willie's bed feet.
6 "O it's how do you like your bed?" said she, "And it's how do you like your sheet? And it's how do you like that gay lady That lies in your arms asleep?"
7 "O it's well do I like my bed," said he, "And it's well do I like my sheet; But the best of all is that gay lady That stands at my bed feet."
8 When the night was gone and day came on, |
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Sweet William he said he was troubled in his head From a dream that he had last night.
9 "Such dreams, such dreams, I fear they are not good, For I dreamed that my hall was all full of wild swine, And my bride's bed was swimming in blood." |
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io "Go call up your merry maidens all, By one, by two, by three; And last of all bring my own dear bride, That Lady Marg'ret we may go and see.
11 "O is she in her own bowery? Or is she in her hall?
Or is she in her own bay coach With her merry maidens all?"
12 "O she's not in her own bowery, Nor is she in her hall; |
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