Pardon, goddess of the night
Those that slew thy virgin knight;
For the which, with songs of woe
Round about her tomb they go
Midnight, assist our moan;
Help us to sigh and groan
Heavily, heavily:
Graves, yawn, and yield your dead
Till death be uttered
Heavily, heavily
Those that slew thy virgin knight;
For the which, with songs of woe
Round about her tomb they go
Midnight, assist our moan;
Help us to sigh and groan
Heavily, heavily:
Graves, yawn, and yield your dead
Till death be uttered
Heavily, heavily
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