celialowenthal: If that I be with child, father,‘Twill prove a wondrous birth,For well I swear I’m not with bairnTo any man on earth. […] The steed that my true love rides onIs lighter than the wind,With silver he is shod before,With burning
celialowenthal: If that I be with child, father,‘Twill prove a wondrous birth,For well I swear I’m not with bairnTo any man on earth. […] The steed that my true love rides onIs lighter than the wind,With silver he is shod before,With burning
