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Late Yesterday Evening Down in the middle of the glen Late yesterday evening And there were white drops of dew Lying on top of the grass I met a maiden who had The prettiest face and personality She made my good sense go astray Late yesterday evening And God, how pleasant our behavior was Going down the glen last night Stealing through the cotton-grass And there was silence in the sky Love of my heart, wasn’t our Heart-playing sweet and short? Oh King of the bright glory Bring back last night If I got permission to return And to speak to the love of my heart Or if I got the better of destiny What would I care about life? I’d walk with you through cotton-grass And through dunes by the edge of the sea And God’s land I’d lose If I could kiss your mouth And God, how pleasant our behavior was Going down the glen last night Stealing through the cotton-grass And there was silence in the sky Love of my heart, wasn’t our Heart-playing sweet and short? Oh King of the bright glory Bring back last night
