My young love said to me,
   My mother won't mind
   And my father won't slight you
   For your lack of kind.
   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 swan in the evening
   Moved over the lake.
  
   Last night she came to me,
   My young love came in.
   So softly she entered,
   That her feet made no din.
   And she came close beside me
   And this she did say,
   "It will not be long love
   Till our wedding day".