Classic Poem

When the glittering daylight leaves
With the setting sun
And twilight us deceives
Then the heart of Rachel's won
We walk mong meadow daisies
While the clouds are sailing slow
And look for the green places
Where cowslip bunches grow

Shut the daisies are and braiden
Like hailstones on the grass
Where cows with udders laden
Await the Milking lass
Will Rachel go the journey
Then happily we'll stray
Her bright eyes fit to burn ye
Will light us on our way

When the moon is just a clearing
Her veil of cloud away
And Rachels face is wearing
The beauties of the day
I'll take thee in my arms
Thou shalt lie upon my breast
While I behold thy charms
My heart will be at rest

The dewy meadows round
Spread in the pale moonlight
Wi my arms about thee wound
I could pass the longest night
All the long night till day shall
Proclaim himself bright day
So dearly I love Rachel
Amang the flowers o' May