We Were Two Daughters Of One Race; She Was The Fairest In The Face. The Wind Is Blowing In Turret And Tree. They Were Together, And She Fell; Therefore Revenge Became Me Well. O, The Earl Was Fair To See! She Died; She Went To Burning Flame; She Mix'D Her Ancient Blood With Shame. The Wind Is Howling In Turret And Tree. Whole Weeks And Months, And Early And Late, To Win His Love I Lay In Wait. O, The Earl Was Fair To See! I Made A Feast; I Bade Him Come; I Won His Love, I Brought Him Home, The Wind Is Roaring In Turret And Tree. And After Supper On A Bed, Upon My Lap He Laid His Head. O, The Earl Was Fair To See! I Kiss'D His Eyelids Into Rest, His Ruddy Cheeks Upon My Breast. The Wind Is Raging In Turret And Tree. I Hated Him With The Hate Of Hell, But I Loved His Beauty Passing Well. O, The Earl Was Fair To See! I Rose Up In The Silent Night; I Made My Dagger Sharp And Bright. The Wind Is Raving In Turret And Tree. As Half-Asleep His Breath He Drew, Three Time I Stabb'D Him Thro' And Thro'. O, The Earl Was Fair To See! I Curl'D And Comb'D His Comely Head, He Looked So Grand When He Was Dead. The Wind Is Blowing In Turret And Tree. I Wrapt His Body In The Sheet, And Laid Him At His Mother'S Feet. O, The Earl Was Fair To See!