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 stepp'd away from me   And this she did say,   "it will not be long, love,   Till our wedding day."      She stepp'd away fromme   And went through the fair   And fondly I watch'd 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 e'er were wed   And one had a sorrow   That never was said   And I smiled as she passed   With her goods and her gear,   And that was the last   That I saw my dear.      Last night she came to me   She came softly in.   So softly she came   That her feet made no din.   And she placed her hand on me   And this she did say   "oh it will not be long, love,   Till our wedding day."