(As dawns a summer’s morning).
‘And where wilt find that bridal bower?
(Christabel, Christabel)
Ah! where wilt find that bridal bower?’
(As dawns a summer’s morning).
‘If you please, miss, there’s a young man as wants to speak to you.’
‘A young man!’ cried the deep voice, ‘oh! let him come in, I shall have done my song directly.’ And the song broke forth again.
‘I am called to the river deep and wide,
(Christabel, Christabel)
Where I and my love may rest, side by side,’