Hiring Fayre

Hiring Fayre
 

(some small changes in bold)

I went down to the hiring fayre for to sell my labour,
I notice a maid in the very next row and hoped she'd be my neighbour,
Imagine then my delight when the farmer picked us both,
Though I spoke not a word on the cart to the farm,
For my heart beat in my throat.

My lodgings were dry and my master fair I gave him full measure,
But in my heart my envy grew for in his house was my treasure,
I watched her carry water and move water from the byre,
And the heat from the sun made the corn grow strong
And with it my desire

I see here in my dreaming and in my dreams caress,
Her lips, her eyes, her dark brown hair, the curves beneath her dress,
Harvest time it came at length, so heavy was our task,
But the women and the men worked side by side,
I had her near at last.

I swung harder with my scythe, few words between us passed,
I cursed my tongue-tide youthfulness and hoped she'd hear my heart,
When all was safely gathered in we sat down to rest,
My trembling fingers touched her arm,
She placed them on her breast.

She turned to me as the sun went down and all my senses reeled,
We laid down on the scented ground as the moon rose over the field.
(that is a half verse.  One day maybe some one can play the solo on a violin.)

She lay safely gathered in my arms when from the barn,
There came the sound of the violin we hurried to the farm,
All were dancing in the lantern light and music filled the air,
And I thanked the Horse and the harvest sun,
For the girl from the hire fayre.

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