It's time the dead should part the quick,—
Marjorie, I must be gane."
She followed him high, she followed him low,
Till she came to yon churchyard green;
O there the grave did open up,
And young William he lay down.
"What three things are these, sweet William," she says,
"That stands here at your head?"
"It's three maidens, Marjorie," he says,
"That I promised once to wed."