My young love said to me "My Mother won't mind And my Father won't slight you For your lack of kind." She turned her head to me And this she did say "It will not be long, love Till our wedding day." And she stepped away from me And she moved through the fair And fondly I watched her Move here and move there 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 had 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. Last night she came to me My true 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."