At early morn I once had been Where Lene's blue waters flow, When summer bid the trees be green The lamp of light to glow - As on by bower and town and tower And widespread fields I stray, I met a maid in the greenwood shade By the dawning of the day.

Her feet and beauteous head were bare No mantle fair she wore, But down her waist fell golden hair That swept thee tall grass o'er, With milking pail she sought the vale And bright her charms display Outshining far the morning star At the dawning of the day.

Beside me sat that maid devine, Where grassy banks outspread. "Oh let me call you ever mine, Dear maid." I sportive said. "False man, for shame, Why bring me blame!" She cried and burst away, The sun's first light pursued her, At the dawning of the day.

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