You met me on a summers day
Afore the sun did fade away
My words upon your ear so sweet
As babbling water of the creek
Did sweep you swiftly from your feet
I carried you through field and glen
Till down I set you once again
Upon the banks of sweet respite
Where then in such the way of men
I kept you with me through the night
But like a flood whose rains have passed
My time on shore will not so last
So off away my path now flows
As soft you lay upon bank\'s grass
To shores where other flowers grow