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Fair Margaret and Sweet William
4 Early, early he rose up, Dressed himself in blue ; Asked of his new wedded wife To ride one mile or two.
5 They rode on till they got to Lady Margret's gate, Tingled at the wire ;
There was none so ready to let them in But Lady Margret's mother dear.
6 Is she in her sewing-room ? Nor in her chamber asleep ? Or is she in her dining-room, A lady before them all ?
7 She is not in her sewing-room, Nor in her chamber asleep; Although she's in her dying-room, A lady before them all.
8 Her father opened the coffin lid, Her brother unwrapped the sheet;
He kneeled and kissed her cold clay lips And died all at her feet.
9 They buried Lady Margret in the new church yard, And Willy close by her side;
And out of her heart sprang a red rose, And out of his a green briar.
io They grew and grew so very high, Uhtil they couldn't grow any higher ; They looped and tied in a true love knot The red rose and green briar.