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The Text is from a broadside in the Douce Ballads with a few unimportant corrections from other stall copies as printed by Percy and Ritson	A
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The Story is much the same as Lord Thomas and Fair Annet except in the manner of Margaret's death	B
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None of the known copies of the ballad are as early in date as The Knight of the Burning Pestle a play by Beaumont and Fletcher first produced it is said in in which the humorous old Merrythought sings two fragments of this ballad stanza in Act II Sc and the first two lines of stanza in Act III Sc As there given the lines are slightly different	C
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The last four stanzas of this ballad again present the stock ending for which see the introduction to Lord Lovel The last stanza condemns itself	D
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FAIR MARGARET AND SWEET WILLIAM	E
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As it fell out on a long summer's day	F
Two lovers they sat on a hill	G
They sat together that long summer's day	F
And could not talk their fill	G
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'I see no harm by you Margaret	H
Nor you see none by me	I
Before tomorrow eight a clock	J
A rich wedding shall you see '	-
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Fair Margaret sat in her bower window	K
A combing of her hair	L
And there she spy'd Sweet William and his bride	M
As they were riding near	N
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Down she lay'd her ivory comb	O
And up she bound her hair	L
She went her way forth of her bower	P
But never more did come there	L
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When day was gone and night was come	E
And all men fast asleep	Q
Then came the spirit of Fair Margaret	H
And stood at William's feet	R
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'God give you joy you two true lovers	S
In bride bed fast asleep	Q
Loe I am going to my green grass grave	T
And am in my winding sheet '	-
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When day was come and night was gone	U
And all men wak'd from sleep	Q
Sweet William to his lady said	V
'My dear I have cause to weep	Q
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'I dream'd a dream my dear lady	I
Such dreams are never good	W
I dream'd my bower was full of red swine	X
And my bride bed full of blood '	-
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'Such dreams such dreams my honoured lord	Y
They never do prove good	W
To dream thy bower was full of swine	X
And thy bride bed full of blood '	-
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He called up his merry men all	Z
By one by two and by three	I
Saying 'I'll away to Fair Margaret's bower	P
By the leave of my lady '	-
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And when he came to Fair Margaret's bower	P
He knocked at the ring	A2
So ready was her seven brethren	A
To let Sweet William in	B2
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He turned up the covering sheet	R
'Pray let me see the dead	V
Methinks she does look pale and wan	C2
She has lost her cherry red	V
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'I'll do more for thee Margaret	H
Than any of thy kin	B2
For I will kiss thy pale wan lips	D2
Tho' a smile I cannot win '	-
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With that bespeak her seven brethren	A
Making most pitious moan	E2
'You may go kiss your jolly brown bride	M
And let our sister alone '	-
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'If I do kiss my jolly brown bride	M
I do but what is right	F2
For I made no vow to your sister dear	N
By day or yet by night	F2
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'Pray tell me then how much you'll deal	G2
Of your white bread and your wine	X
So much as is dealt at her funeral today	F
Tomorrow shall be dealt at mine '	-
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Fair Margaret dy'd today today	F
Sweet William he dy'd the morrow	K
Fair Margaret dy'd for pure true love	H2
Sweet William he dy'd for sorrow	K
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Margaret was buried in the lower chancel	G2
Sweet William in the higher	P
Out of her breast there sprung a rose	I2
And out of his a brier	P
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They grew as high as the church top	J2
Till they could grow no higher	P
And then they grew in a true lover's knot	K2
Which made all people admire	L2
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There came the clerk of the parish	M2
As you this truth shall hear	N2
And by misfortune cut them down	O2
Or they had now been there	L

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