Love From the Truth

Lyrics

I had a love in soft south land Beloved through April far in May; He waited on my lightest breath And never dared to say me nay He saddened if my cheer was sad But gay he grew if I was gay; We never differed on a hair My yes his yes, my nay his nay The wedding hour was come, the aisles Were flushed with sun and flowers that day; I pacing balanced in my thoughts: 'It's quite too late to think of nay.'— My bridegroom answered in his turn Myself had almost answered 'yea:' When through the flashing nave I heard A struggle and resounding 'nay.' Bridemaids and bridegroom shrank in fear But I stood high who stood at bay: 'And if I answer yea, fair Sir What man art thou to bar with nay?' He was a strong man from the north Light-locked, with eyes of dangerous grey: 'Put yea by for another time In which I will not say thee nay.' He took me in his strong white arms He bore me on his horse away O'er crag, morass, and hairbreadth pass But never asked me yea or nay He made me fast with book and bell With links of love he makes me stay; Till now I've neither heart nor power Nor will nor wish to say him nay