Reliques of ancient English poetry: consisting of old heroic ballads ...

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ANCIENT SONGS
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" This windihg-fheet I wear
*' And cold and weary lails our night,
" Till that laft morn appear.
" But hark ! the cock has warn'd me hence !
" A long and laft adieu 1
" Come fee, falfe man, how low ihe lies,
" Who dy'd for love of you."
The lark fung loud ; the morning fmil'd,
With beams of rofy red :
Pale William fhook in ev'ry limb,
And raving left his bed. f* •».
He hyed him to the fatal place,
Where Margaret's body lay j
And ftretch'd him on the grafs-greeti turf.
That wrapt her breathlefs clay ;
And thrice he callM on Margaret's name* 6%
And thrice he wept full fore :
Then laid his cheek to her cold grave,
And word fpake never more.
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And fliew tier glittering head. tji Ed<
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