Came a pretty maid <br />By the moon's pure light . . . <br />Loved me well, she said, <br />Eyes with tears all bright, <br />A pretty maid. <br /> <br />But too late she strayed, <br />Moonlight pure was there . . . <br />She was nought but shade, <br />Hiding the more fair, <br />The heav'nly maid.<br /><br />George Eliot<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/came-a-pretty-maid/
