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FAIR MARGARET AND SWEET WILLIAM
; Deal on, deal on, my merry men all.
Deal on your cake and wine ! For whatever is dealt at her funeral to-dav
Shall be dealt to-morrow at mine.'
Fair Margaret died on the over night, Sweet William died on the morrow:
Fair Margaret died for pure, pure love, Sweet William died for sorrow.
Go with your light to Newcastle,
And come with your left side home ;
There you will see these two lovers Lie printed on one stone.
The Twa Brothers
T HERE were twa brethren in the North, They went to school thegither; The one unto the other said,
' Will you try a warsle, brither ?'
II They warsled up, they warsled down,
Till Sir John fell to the ground, And there was a knife in Sir Willie's pouch
Gied him a deadly wound.