Clerk Sanders
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Clark Sanders and Mary Margaret
Were walking in one garden green
And deep and heavy was the love
That has befallen these two between
"Abed, Abed," Clark Sanders says
"Abed, my love, for you and me"
"Oh no, oh no," the lady cries
"Until the day that we married be"
"For in will come my seven brothers
All their torches burning bright
They'll say, 'We have but one sister
And here she's lying with you this night'
"Then I'll take my sword from my scabbard
Slowly, slowly I'll lift the pin
That you may swear to save your oath
You never let Clark Sanders in"
"And then you'd take me up all in your arms
Lay me low down on your bed
That you may swear to save your oath
Your bower floor I never did tread"
They were not well into the room
Nor yet well laid into the bed
When in and come her seven brothers
All their torches burning red
And up and spoke the first of them
Says, "Oh, but love is wondrous keen"
Up and spoke the second of them
"It were a sin to kill a sleeping man"
And up and spoke the third of them
"I know they have been lovers dear"
And up and spoke the fourth of them
"They've been in love for many's the year"
And up and spoke the fifth of them
"We had better go and leave them be"
Up and spoke the sixth of them
"Let us not disturb their sleep"Up and spoke the six of them
"He'll not be killed this night for me"
And up and spoke the seventh brother
"Although there be no man but me
I bear the brand all in my hand
We'll quickly make Clark Sanders die"
And he's pulled out his rusty sword
And he run it three times through the straw
And through and through Clark Sanders' body
He's made his rusty rapier go
Sanders he started, Margaret she turned
All in the bed wherein she lay
And there she slept all in his arms
Until the dawning of the day
"Awake, awake," Clark Sanders she says
"Awake, awake, for sin and shame
For the sheets they are aswet," she cries
"And I'm afraid that we'll be tamed
Oh, you are the sleepiest young man
That ever my two eyes did see
I slept all night all in your arms
And I'm sure it is a shame to me"
And she's pulled the blankets to the foot
She's pulled the sheets unto the wall
And there she's seen his bloody wound
And his two grey eyes both pale and cold
"And cursed be my bloody brothers
And an ill death may you die
For you dare not face him on the field
But you slew him as he lay by me"