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MEDIEVAL NORMAN SONG: 17 by ANONYMOUS

First Line: MAID MARJORY SITS AT THE CASTLE GATE
Last Line: AND MEN WILL SAY THEY WERE TRUE LOVERS SWEET
Subject(s): GRIEF;LOVE - LOSS OF; SORROW;SADNESS;
Maid Marjory sits at the castle gate:
With groans and sighs
She weeps and cries:
Her grief it is great.
Her father asks, "Daughter, what is your woe?
Seek you a husband or lord I trow?"
"Let husbands be.
Give my love to me,
Who pines in the dungeon dark below."

'I' faith, my daughter, thou'll long want him;
For he hangs to-morrow when dawn is dim.'

'Then bury my corpse at the gallows' feet;
And men will say they were true lovers sweet."



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