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Padraic Colum - She moved through the Fair
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	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."

	As she stepped away from me
	And she moved through the fair
	And fondly I watched her
	Move here and move there
	And then she turned homeward
	With one star awake
	Like the swan in the evening
	Moves over the lake.

	The people were saying,
	No two e`er were wed
	But one had a sorrow
	That never was said
	And I smiled as she passed
	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
	As 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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