SONGS ABOUT MARRIAGE: Paul Zadik

She moved through the fair

By Padraic Colum

Lots of versions of this -- don't know which is the original

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.'

She stepped away from me, and moved through the fair,
And sadly I watched her, move here and move there,
Then she went homeward with one star awake -
As the swan in the evening moves over the lake.

The people were saying no two were e'er wed,
But one had a sorrow that never was said,
She went away from me with her goods and her gear,
And that was the last 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,
She laid her hand on me, and this she did say
'It will not be long, love, till our wedding day.'
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