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Lyddy Margret died for pure, pure love, Sweet William died for sorrow.
Lyddy Margret was buried in the lower church yard, Sweet William was buried in the higher;
And out of her grave there sprang a red rose, And out of his grave a briar.
They grew and they grew to the high church top,
And then they could grow no higher; And there they tied in a true lover's knot
The red rose and the briar.
"Well met, well met, my own true love,
Well met, well met," says he, "I've just returned from the salt, salt sea,
And it's all for the sake of thee.
"I could have married a king's daughter fair, And she fain would have married me,
But I refused her crowns of gold, And it's all for the sake of thee."
"If you could have married a king's daughter fair, I think 'twould have been your plan,
For I have marry-ed a house carpenter, And I think him a nice young man."

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