My own 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 till 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 own love came in

He came in so sweetly his feet made no din

He stepped up beside me and this he did say

"It will not be long love till our wedding day"