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, till our wedding day" As she stepped away from me and she moved through the fair And fondly I watched her move here and move there And then she turned homeward with one star awake Like the swan in the evening moves over the lake The people were saying no two e'er were wed But one had a sorrow that never was said And I smiled as she pa**ed with her goods and her gear And that was the last time that I saw of my dear The people were saying no two e'er were wed But one had a sorrow that never was said And I smiled as she pa**ed with her goods and her gear And that was the last time 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 As she laid her hand on me and this she did say "It will not be long, love, till our wedding day"