She Moved Through the Fair

My love said to me:

"My mother won't mind

And me father won't slight you

For your lack of kind".

Then 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 moved through the fair

And fondly I watched her

Move here and move there

And she went her way homeward

With one star awake

As the swans in the evening

Move over the lake.

The people were saying

No two e'er were wed

But one has a sorrow

That never was said

And she smiled as she passed me

With her goods and her gear

And that was the last

That I saw of my dear.

I dreamed it last night

That my true love came in

So softly she entered

Her feet made no din

She came close beside me

And this she did say:

"It will not be long, love,

Till our wedding day."