The daisy button

The daisy button tipped wi' dew 

     Green like the grass was sleeping
On every thing 'neath heaven blue 

     In moonlight dew was weeping
In dark wood sung the Nightingale 

     The moon shone round above me
My arms were clasped round Mary Gale 

     My dearest do you love me
Her head a woodbine wet wi' dew 

     Held in the moonlight sleeping
& two in one together grew 

     Wi' daisy buds a weeping
O' Mary Gale sweet Mary Gale 

     How round and bright above thee
The moon looks down on grassy vale 

     My dearest can you love me
How sweet the moonlight sleeps and still 

     Firdale & hedge row brere
The mole wharps mound & distant hill 

     Is moonlight every where

The totter grasses pendalums 

     Are still as night above me
The bees are gone and nothing hums 

     My dearest do you love me
The moonlight sleeps o'er wood & wall 

     Sweet Mary While you'r nigh me
Can any charm O' courtship fail 

     & any joy pass by me
The gossamer all wet wi' dew 

     Hung on the brere above me
She leaned her cheek & said ‘I do’ 

     & ever mean to love thee

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