When he was dead & laid in Grave,
then Death came creeping to she.
O Mother! Mother! make my Bed,
for his Death hath quite undone me.
A hard hearted Creature that I was,
to slight one that loved me so dearly;
I wish I had been more kinder to him,
the time of his Life, when he was near me.
So this Maid she then did dye,
and desired to be buried by him,
And repented herself before she dy’d
that ever she did deny him.
