"What three things are these, sweet William,"she says,
"That stands here at your side?"
"It is three babes, Marjorie," he says,
"That these three maidens had."
"What three things are these, sweet William," she says,
"That stands here at your feet?"
"It is three hell-hounds, Marjorie," he says,
"That's waiting my soul to keep."
She took up her white, white hand,
And she struck him in the breast,