She Moved Through the Fair

Melody -

My young love said to me,
"My mother won't mind,
And my father won't slight you
For your lack of kine."
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 moved through 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.
  The people were saying
That no two were e'er wed,
But one had a sorrow
That never was said,
And she smiled as she passed,
With her goods and her gear,
And that was the last
That I saw of my dear.

Last night she came to me,
My dead love came 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."


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