'Twas late as I wandered

Beside moonlit waters

That sang and whispered

Their path to the sea;

 

And there 'twas my lover

Came with the moonlight,

A-singing and calling

His way there to me.

 

Our Lady was smiling,

And the stars of her gown

Covered my hair

With cascading crown;

 

And there sat my lover,

There beside me.

Till the first rays of dawn

Crept up from the sea.






(Copyright Janet Farrar; 1971)