As I, with hopeless love o'erthrown, <br />With love o'erthrown, with love o'erthrown, <br />And this is truth I tell, <br />As I, with hopeless love o'erthrown, <br />Was sadly walking all alone, <br /> <br />I met my love one morning <br />In Cairnsmill Den. <br />One morning, one morning, <br />One blue and blowy morning, <br />I met my love one morning <br />In Cairnsmill Den. <br /> <br />A dead bough broke within the wood <br />Within the wood, within the wood, <br />And this is truth I tell. <br />A dead bough broke within the wood, <br />And I looked up, and there she stood. <br /> <br />I asked what was it brought her there, <br />What brought her there, what brought her there, <br />And this is truth I tell. <br />I asked what was it brought her there. <br />Says she, `To pull the primrose fair.' <br /> <br />Says I, `Come, let me pull with you, <br />Along with you, along with you,' <br />And this is truth I tell. <br />Says I, `Come let me pull with you, <br />For one is not so good as two.' <br /> <br />But when at noon we climbed the hill, <br />We climbed the hill, we climbed the hill, <br />And this is truth I tell. <br />But when at noon we climbed the hill, <br />Her hands and mine were empty still. <br /> <br />And when we reached the top so high, <br />The top so high, the top so high, <br />And this is truth I tell. <br />And when we reached the top so high <br />Says I, `I'll kiss you, if I die!' <br /> <br />I kissed my love in Cairnsmill Den, <br />In Cairnsmill Den, in Cairnsmill Den, <br />And this is truth I tell. <br />I kissed my love in Cairnsmill Den, <br />And my love kissed me back again. <br /> <br />I met my love one morning <br />In Cairnsmill Den. <br />One morning, one morning, <br />One blue and blowy morning, <br />I met my love one morning <br />In Cairnsmill Den.<br /><br />Robert Fuller Murray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cairnsmill-den/
