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My young love said to me, "
My brothers won't mind
And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind."
Then she turned her head to me and this she did say:"
It will not be long, love, till our wedding day."
She turned away from me and she moved thru' the fair
And I watched her so swiftly move here and move there.
Then she turned away homeward with one star awake
Like a swan in the evening moves over the lake.
Last night, I did dream that my dead love come in.
So softly she entered that her feet made no din,
And she turned her head to me and this she did say:"
It will not be long, love, till our wedding day."
Thank you.
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