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 she went thro' the fair, And fondly I watched her move here and move there, And then she went homeward with one star awake, As the swan in the evening moves over the lake. Last night she came to me, she came softly in; So softly she came that her feet made no din. And 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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Authorship:
- by Padraic Colum (1881 - 1972), "She moved thro' the fair", appears in Wild Earth and Other Poems, first published 1916 [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Herbert Hughes (1882 - 1937), "She moved thro' the fair", published 1909, note: an arrangement based on a traditional melody from Donegal [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Ted Perry
This text was added to the website: 2005-01-13
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