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A Selection Of The Best English Lyric Ballads Chosen & Edited by Arthur Quiller-Couch

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Then down she laid her ivory comb,
And up she bound her hair; She went out from her bower alive
But alive never more came there.
When day was gone, and night was come,
And all men fast asleep, Came in the ghost of fair Margaret,
And stood at William's feet.
' How like ye the lady, Sweet William,
That lies in your arms asleep ? God give you joy of your gay bride-bed,
And me of my winding-sheet! '
When night was gone, and day was come,
And all men waked from sleep, His lady said to Sweet William,
' My dear, I have cause to weep :
'I dream'd a dream, Sweet William,
That seldom comes to good : My bower was fill'd with wild-wood swine,
And our bride-bed full of blood.'
He called up his merry men all,
By one, by two, by three. Saying, ' I'll away to Fair Margaret's bower,
With the leave of my ladye.' 282
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