dylan

[mr.mark]

belle isle

one evening for pleasure
i rambled with you
in the fair fields all alone
down by the banks of loche erin
where beauty and pleasure were known
i spied a fair maid at her labor
which caused me to stay for awhile
and i thought of her goddess of beauty
the blooming bright star of brighte isle

i humbled myself to her beauty
fair maiden where do you belong
are you from heaven descended
abiding cupid's bare throne
young man i will tell you a secret
it's true i'm a maid that is poor
and to part from my vows and my promise
tis more than my heart can endure
therefore i remain at my service
and go through with my hardship and toil
and wait for the lad that has left me
all alone on the banks of belle isle

young maiden i wish not to banter
tis true i come here in disguise
i came here to fulfill my last promise
and hope to give you a surprise
i know you're a maid i love dearly
and you've been in my heart all the while
for me there is no other damsel
than my blooming bright star of belle isle

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