...perhaps, the only instance in popular poetry, of a ghost being described as appearing in black attire. Bethink thee, William, of thy fault, Thy pledge, and...maiden vow, And give me back my troth. Why did you promise love to me, And not that promise keep ? Why did you swear mine eyes were bright, Yet leave...

...perhaps, the only instance in popular poetry., of a ghost being described as appearing in black attire. Bethink thee, William, of thy fault, Thy pledge, and...my maiden vow, And give me back my troth. Why did yon promise love to me, And not that promise keep ? Why did you swear mine eyes were bright, Yet leave...

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...at midnight, shake thy curtains round thy guilty head, and holloa in thine ear ! Bethink thee, Toby, of thy fault, Thy pledge and broken oath ; And give...me back my maiden vow, And give me back my troth. To. Take it with you, Mrs. Betty, whenever vou please. Bet. [Sings.] For this I'll haunt thy midnight...

...When injur'd ghosts complain : When yawning graves give up their dead, To haunt the faithless swain. " Bethink thee, William, of thy fault, Thy pledge and broken oath ! And give me back my maiden-vow, And give me back my troth. " Why did you promise love to me, And not that promise keep...

...When injur'd ghosts complain : When yawning graves give up their dead, To haunt the faithless swain. " Bethink thee, William, of thy fault, Thy pledge and broken oath ! And give me back my maiden-vow, And give me back my troth. •• Why did you promise love to me, And not that promise...

...When injur'd ghosts complain ; Now dreary graves give up their dead, To haunt the faithless swain. Bethink thee, William, of thy fault, Thy pledge, and...me back my maiden vow, And give me back my troth. How could you say my face was fair, And yet that face forsake ? How could you win my virgin heart,...

...When injured ghosts complain ; Now dreary graves give up their dead, To haunt the faithless swain. " Bethink thee, William, of thy fault, Thy pledge, and...me back my maiden vow, And give me back my troth. " How could you say my face was fair, And yet that face forsake ? How could you win my virgin-heart,...

...When injured ghosts complain ; Now dreary graves give up their dead, To haunt the faithless swain. Bethink thee, William, of thy fault, Thy pledge, and...me back my maiden vow, And give me back my troth. How could you say my face was fair, And yet that face forsake? How could you win my virgin heart, Yet...

...When injured ghosts complain ; When yawning graves give up their dead, To haunt the faithless swain. been inquiring for one Mr Hardcastle maiden-vow, And give me back my troth. Why did you promise love to me, And not that promise keep !...