My young love said to me,   "My mother won't mind   And my father won't slight you   For your lack of kind."      He went away from me   And this he did say,   "It will not be long love   'Til our wedding day."      He went away from me   And he moved through the fair   And slowly I watched him   Move here and move there.      He went his way homeward   With one star awake   As the swan in the evening   Moves over the lake.      I dreamed last night    that my young love came in    He came in so sweetly   His feet made no din.      He stepped upside me   And this he did say,   "It will not be long love   'Til our wedding day."