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III.
She hath alighted from off her steed
And she hath raised her lover's head
And laid it on her knees;
The rose of her heart begins to bleed
And on her breast his blood is red;
Her heart begins to freeze.
And she hath raised her lover's head
And laid it on her knees;
The rose of her heart begins to bleed
And on her breast his blood is red;
Her heart begins to freeze.
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She hath arisen from off the ground
And she hath ta'en the bloodied blade
And dug with it a grave;
She hath diggèd a grave both deep and round
And there his body hath she laid:
His soul the dear Christ save!
And she hath ta'en the bloodied blade
And dug with it a grave;
She hath diggèd a grave both deep and round
And there his body hath she laid:
His soul the dear Christ save!
She hath folded her round her mantle gray
And she hath stepped into the tomb
And laid her by his side:
The dead and the live, the knight and his may,
They are wedded at last in night and gloom:
The grave is fair and wide.
And she hath stepped into the tomb
And laid her by his side:
The dead and the live, the knight and his may,
They are wedded at last in night and gloom:
The grave is fair and wide.
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