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 stepped away from me   and this she did say   “It will not be long love   ‘til 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 made her way homeward   With one star awake   As the swan in the evening moves over the lake      Last night she came to me   My dead love came in   So softly she entered her feet made no din   And she laid her hand on me   and this she did say   “It will not be long love   ‘til our wedding day”