Came A Pretty Maid
Came a pretty maid
By the moon's pure light ...
Loved me well, she said,
Eyes with tears all bright,
a pretty maid.
But too late she strayed,
Moonlight pure was there ...
She was nought but shade,
Hiding the more fair,
The heav'nly maid.
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