My young love said to me

"my mother won't mind

And my father won't slight you

For your lack of kind"

And she stepp'd away from me

And this she did say,

"it will not be long, love,

Till our wedding day."



She stepp'd away fromme

And went through the fair

And fondly i watch'd her

Move here and move there

And then she went homeward

With one star awake

As the swan in the evening

Moves over the lake



The people were saying

That no two e'er were wed

And one had a sorrow

That never was said

And i smiled as she passed

With her goods and her gear,

And that was the last

That i saw my dear.



Last night she came to me

She came softly in.

So softly she came

That her feet made no din.

And she placed her hand on me

And this she did say

"oh it will not be long, love,

Till our wedding day."


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