And let our sister alone.”
“If I do kiss my jolly brown bride,
I do but what is right;
I ne’er made a vow to yonder poor corpse,
By day, nor yet by night.”
SWEET WILLIAM’S GHOST.
“Thy faith and troth thou’se nevir get,
Of me shalt nevir win,
And let our sister alone.”
“If I do kiss my jolly brown bride,
I do but what is right;
I ne’er made a vow to yonder poor corpse,
By day, nor yet by night.”
“Thy faith and troth thou’se nevir get,
Of me shalt nevir win,