Sweet Williams

Sweet William he rose in the month of May,
He a-decked himself in blue,
Saying: I long to know that long, long love has been
Betwixt Lady Marget and me.

No harm, no harm of Lady Marget,
Nor she knows none by me,
But before tomorrow morning at eight o'clock,
Lady Marget a bride shall see.

 

Lady Marget was a-sitting in her bowing room
Combing back her yellow hair,
And she saw Sweet William and his new wedded bride,
To church they did draw nigh.
And it's down she stood her ivory comb
And back she threw her hair. 

 

And it's you may suppose and be very well assured
Lady Marget was heard no more.
The time has passed away and gone
For all men to be asleep,
And something appeared to Sweet William
         and his new wedded bride
And stood up at their bed feet. 

~excerpt from Fair Margaret and Sweet William

17th Centry