BALLAD OF STRANGER.
I have come from a far off land
A stranger on the greyer steed
Thence I have seen my true love
Where all sweetness of her resides.
She is a maid of starry nights
With hint of wistfulness in her eyes
Having tasted her starlit fenced gaze
A pause for a moment to contemplate.
Honest I have seen such a lass
From dazzling beauty shading eyes
And pity for my heart to loose, sighs
Because her beauty has so many guiles.
No more I will bemoan my fate
I will tell the tale again and again
I have drunk from decanter of wishes
Blessed be my fair maid and her kisses.