Beneath the cold sod your body lies;
Deaf ears cannot hear my mourning cries.
William; sweet William, I miss thee so;
My heart is broken; my soul brought low.
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Your tender touch I long for now;
sweet kisses placed upon my brow.
The warmth of thee in our soft bed;
upon your chest did rest my head.
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Heard your heart beat strong and true;
How could death steal life from you?
Beg thee don’t leave me this;
pretence to live when lost all bliss?
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My heart’s desire is to join thee there;
where by your side there’s no despair.
Why am I left to live for ages?
William, my grief within me rages.
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Tears dampen the soil above thy head;
Oh but death had taken me instead.
William, sweet William I miss thee so;
My heart is broken; my soul brought low.
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