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1 NONE William and Margaret WHEN all was wrap'd in dark midnight. / And all were fast a sleep; Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 1276 A Lamentable Ballad, or the Tragical end of / WILLIAM and MARGARET. A Lamentable Ballad, or the Tragical end of WILLIAM and MARGARET. A Lamentable Ballad, or the Tragical end of WILLIAM and MARGARET. Printer D. Wrighton ?-?

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WHEN all was wrap'd in dark midnight. And all were fast asleep; In came Margaret's Ghost, And stood at Williams Feet. Her face was like the April morn, Clad in a wintry cloud; And Clay-cold was her lilly hand, That held her sable shroud. So shall the fairest Face appear, When youth and years are flown; Such is the Robes that Kings must wear, When death has rest their Crown. Her bloom was like the springing Flower, That sips the silver dew; The Rose was budded in her Cheeks, And opening to the view.
But love had like the Canker-worm, Consum'd her early prime: They grew pale and left her cheeks, She dy'd before her time. Awake, she cry'd, thy true love calls, Come from her midnight grave: Now let thy pity hear the maid, Thy love refus'd to save. This is the dark and fearful hour, When Injur'd ghosts complain; Now dreary graves give up their dead, To haunt the faithless swain. Bethink thee, William of thy fault, Thy pledge, and broken oath; And give me back my maiden Vow, And give me back my troth.
How could you say my face was fair, And yet that face forsake? How could you win my Virgin heart, Yet leave that Heart to break? How could you promise love to me, And not that promise keep? Why did you swear my eyes were bright, Yet leave those eyes to weep. How could you say my lips were red, And make the scarlet dale? And why did I, young witless maid, Believe thy flattering tale? That face, alass, no more is fair; These lips no longer red; Dark are my eyes now clos'd in death, And every charm is fled. The hungry worm my sister is, This winding sheet I wear; And cold and weary lasts our night, that last morn appear. But, hark! the cock has warn'd me hence, A long and last adieu: Come see, false man, how low she lies, That dy'd for love of you. Now birds did sing, and morning smil'd, And shew'd her glistening head; Pale William shook in every limb, Then raving left his bed. He hy'd him to the fatal place, Where Margaret's body lay, And stretch'd himself on the green grass turf That wrapt her breathless clay. And thrice he call'd on Margaret's name, And thrice he wept full sore; Then laid his cheek to the cold earth, And words spoke never more.
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