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 stepped away from me and this she did
say,

It will not be long, love, till our wedding day

She stepped away from me, and she went thro' the
fair.

And fondly I watched 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.

Last night she came to me, she came softly in,

So softly she came that her feet made no din.

And she laid her hand on me, and this she did say

It will not be long love, till our wedding day