'Twas in the spring at full moons rise,
I glimpsed the wonder of the wood,
Amid the gnarled, ancient yews,
A goddess one there stood,
A mystic spell, upon me fell,
A tale of love that I shall tell

A beauty she was with fawn hair,
And eyes of chestnut hue,
Twilit night around her danced,
Coated in fresh dew

Skin of silk and dainty hands,
Joyous laugh upon her breast,
An angel in a mortal shell,
The greatest of the blessed

Twas then my heart did skip a beat
And I felt then love divine,
My soul was finally put at ease,
This truly was a sign

The love we now share for each other
Exceeds the light of day,
And I will always love her,
Despite what all may say,
My tale I told, of times now old,
About the wonder of the woods