When day was gone, and night was come, And all men fast asleep, Then came the spirit of fair Marg'ret, And stood at Williams feet. 20 "Are you awake, sweet William?" shee said,[L21] "Or, sweet William, are you asleep? God give you joy of your gay bride-bed, And me of my winding-sheet." When day was come, and night 'twas gone, 25 And all men wak'd from sleep, Sweet William to his lady sayd, "My dear, I have cause to weep. "I dreamt a dream, my dear ladye, Such dreames are never good: 30 I dreamt my bower was full of red swine, And my bride-bed full of blood." "Such dreams, such dreams, my honoured sir, They never do prove good; To dream thy bower was full of red swine, 35 And thy bride-bed full of blood." He called up his merry men all, By one, by two, and by three; Saying, "I'll away to fair Marg'ret's bower, By the leave of my ladie." 40 And when he came to fair Marg'ret's bower, He knocked at the ring; And who so ready as her seven brethren, To let sweet William in. Then he turned up the covering-sheet; 45 "Pray let me see the dead; Methinks she looks all pale and wan, She hath lost her cherry red. "I'll do more for thee, Margaret, Than any of thy kin: 50 For I will kiss thy pale wan lips, Though a smile I cannot win." With that bespake the seven brethren, Making most piteous mone, "You may go kiss your jolly brown bride, 55 And let our sister alone." "If I do kiss my jolly brown bride, I do but what is right; I neer made a vow to yonder poor corpse, By day, nor yet by night. 60 "Deal on, deal on, my merry men all, Deal on your cake and your wine:[L62] For whatever is dealt at her funeral to-day, Shall be dealt to-morrow at mine." Fair Margaret dyed to-day, to-day, 65 Sweet William dyed the morrow: Fair Margaret dyed for pure true love, Sweet William dyed for sorrow. Margaret was buryed in the lower chancel, And William in the higher: 70 Out of her brest there sprang a rose, And out of his a briar. They grew till they grew unto the church top, And then they could grow no higher; And there they tyed in a true lovers knot, 75 Which made all the people admire. Then came the clerk of the parish, As you the truth shall hear, And by misfortune cut them down, Or they had now been there. 80 21-24.