To Mary lyrics

O Mary dear, that you were here
With your brown eyes bright and clear
And your sweet voice, like a bird
Singing love to its lone mate
In the ivy bower disconsolate;

Mary dear, come to me soon
I am not well whilst thou art far;
As sunset to the sphered moon
As twilight to the western star
Thou, beloved, art to me
O Mary dear, that you were here;