XVI
‘Deal on, deal on, my merry men all,
Deal on your cake and wine!
For whatever is dealt at her funeral to-day
Shall be dealt to-morrow at mine.’
XVII
Fair Margaret died on the over night,
Sweet William died on the morrow:
Fair Margaret died for pure, pure love,
Sweet William died for sorrow.
XVIII
Go with your right to Newcastle,
And come with your left side home;
There you will see these two lovers
Lie printed on one stone.
[63. The Twa Brothers]
I
There were twa brethren in the North,
They went to school thegither;
The one unto the other said,
‘Will you try a warsle[425], brither?’