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( 6 ) Hold up hold up. Lord Willam ſhe ſays. for I fear that you are ſlain, the 'Tis nothing but the ſhade of my ſcarlet that is ſparkling dawn the ſtream, He lifted b a milk white ſteed, and himſelf in a dappie ey With a blue gilded horn by his ſide, and ſlowly they both rode away Ay they rode and the better rode. till he came to his mother's bower. Till once they came to his mother a bower and there he lighted down, O mother mother make my bed, and make it ſoft and fine, And lay my lady at my back, that I may ſleep moſt found Lord William died ere the middle of the nigh Lady Marg'ret long ere day, Lord William died of pure love, and Lady Marg ret died of ſorrow, The one was buired in St Mary's kirk, the other in May's quire; And out of Williams grave ſprung a red roſe and out of Marys a brier, The two did grow and then did plate, till they could grow no higher. And they two caſt the true love knot, for they were true lovers dear,