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The boy to whom I first was wed
Was dead within the year
I cried many an angry tear
In widowâs weeds I pleaded for my dower
I wasnât thinking then of Hardwickâs lofty towers
Of Hardwickâs lofty towers
Another match was found for me
And he was wise and kind
Strong in body and in mind
He loved me well, with children I did flower
I was on my way to Hardwickâs lofty towers
To Hardwickâs lofty towers
A widow I became once more
Before Iâd reached my prime
Yet again cruel Fate was kind
As sweet Williamâs wife my lifeâs happiest hours
Were spent far away from Hardwickâs lofty towers
From Hardwickâs lofty towers
A dreadful thing then came to pass
Alas, he was struck down
And though another match I found
The joy I gained did wane and turn sour
I consoled myself with Hardwickâs lofty towers
With Hardwickâs lofty towers
Bess of Hardwick is my name
My fame is ensured
By my works and by my words
I built my castle tall for all to admire
I have left my soul in Hardwickâs lofty towers
In Hardwickâs lofty towers
I have carved my name in golden letters in the sky
So that those who follow after me
Will know that I was born and died
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