My love said to me “My mother won't mind And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind.” He laid his hand on 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 made his way homeward with one star awake Like a swan in the evening moves over the lake Last night I dreamt that my lover 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.”