But of course they do. Here's one:

So he ordered the grave to be opened wide,
And the shroud he turned down,
And there he kissed her clay-cold lips,
Till the tears came trickling down.

Lord Lovel. Child 75H; from a London broadside of 1846.

He then dies of sorrow and we get the usual "rose and briar" finale. Mind you, the following extra verse appeared in the same year:

Then he flung hisself down by the side of the corpse,
With a shivering gulp and a guggle,
Gave two hops, three kicks, heaved a sigh, blew his nose,
Sung a song and then died in the struggle - uggle - uggle
Sung a song and then died in the struggle.