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"TWWhen night and morning meet;
WAS at the filent, folemn hour,
In glided MARGARET's grimly ghost,
Her face was like an April morn,
And clay-cold was her lilly-hand,
So fhall the fairest face
When youth and years are flown: Such is the robe that kings must wear, When death has reft their crown.
Her bloom was like a fpringing flower,
That fips the filver dew;
The role was budded in her cheek,
But Love, had like the canker-worm,
Confum'd her early prime:
The rofe grew pale, and left her cheek; She'dy'd before her time.
Awake! fhe cry'd, thy true Love calls,
Come from her midnight grave;
Now let thy Pity hear the maid,
This is the dumb and dreary hour,
Bethink thee, William, of thy fault,
Why did you promise love to me,
How could you fay my face was fair,
How could you win my virgin heart,
Why did you fay my lip was fweet,
That face, alas! no more is fair;
Thofe lips no longer red:
Dark are my eyes, now clos'd in death, And every charm is fled.
The hungry worm my fifter is;
But hark! the cock has warn'd me hence;
A long and late adieu !
Come, fee, falfe man, how low the lies,
The lark fung loud; the morning fmil'd,
With beams of rofy red:
Pale William quak'd in every limb,
And raving left his bed.
He hy'd him to the fatal place
And thrice he call'd on Margaret's name,
And thrice he wept full fore:
Then laid his cheek to her cold grave,
And word fpoke never more!
On the publication of this ballad, in the year 1760, Mr. Mallet fubjoined an atteftation of the truth of the facts re-lated in it, which we shall give the reader literally :
Extract of a letter from the curate of Bowes in Yorkfhire, on the fubject of the preceding poem, to Mr. Copperthwaite at Marrick.
"As to the affair mentioned in yours; it happened long "before my time. I have therefore been obliged to confult my clerk, and another perfon in the neighbourhood for "the truth of that melancholy event. The hiftory of it is " as follows:
"The family-name of the young man was Wrightfon; of the young maiden Railton. They were both much of "the fame age; that is growing up to twenty. In their "birth was no difparity; but in fortune, alas! She was
his inferior. His father, a hard old man, who had by his toil acquired a handfome competency, expected and re"quired that his fon fhould marry fuitably. But, as amor "vincit omnia, his heart was unalterably fixed on the "pretty young creature already named. Their courtship. "which was all by ftealth, unknown to the family, con"tinued about a year. When it was found out, old Wright"fon, his wife, and particularly their crooked daughter "Hannah, flouted at the maiden, and treated her with "notable contempt for they held it as a maxim, and a ruftic one it is, that blood was nothing without groats.
"The young lover fickened, and took to his bed about Shrobe-tuesday, and died the Sunday fevennight after.
"On the last day of his illness, he defired to fee his miftrefs: he was civily received by the mother, who bid "her welcome-when it was too late. But her daughter "Hannah lay at his back to cut them off from all oppor"tunity of exchanging their thoughts.
"At her return home, on hearing the bell to toll out for "his departure, fhe fcreamed aloud that her heart was burft, and expired fome moments after.
"The then curate of * Bowes inferted it in his register, "that they both died of love,
grave, March 15, 1714.
and were buried in the fame
*Bowes is a fmall village in Yorkshire, where in former ages the earls of Richmond had a caftle. It stands on the edge of that vaft and mountanious tract, named by the neighbouring people Stanemore; which is always expofed to wind and weather, defolate and folitary throughout. Camd. Brit.