“Meet me to-night when the moon’s aloft;
I’ve dreamed, fair Knight, long time of thee—
I thought thou earnest courting me.”
PART II
When the moon her yellow horn displayed,
Alone to the trysting went the maid;
When all the stars were shining bright,
Alone to the trysting went the Knight.
“I have loved thee long, I have loved thee well,
Maiden, oh more than words can tell!