THE MOODS OF LOVE

Oh the moods of love are changeful, my dear,
Most likely to turn with the tide,
But oh how I wish that you could be here,
To stay with me by my side.

Oh had I never seen your face,
And never had heard your name,
And had we never met in this place,
I'd have loved you just the same.

For your hair has the colour of raven's wings,
And your eyes like the bright stars shine.
Your lips are like honey and all sweet things,
And I wish I might touch them with mine.

Oh had I never seen your face...

Most likely to turn with the tide,
But my love is an anchor, and you need not fear,
It will hold us come hell or high tide.

Oh had I never seen your face...