'If thou wilt hold my silver hair, br O Lady sweet and bright; br I'll bring thee, maiden darling, where br Thy lover is to-night. br Lay down thy robe of cloth of gold-- br Gold, weigheth heavily, br Thy necklace wound in jewell'd fold, br And hie thee forth with me.' br br 'O Thistle-down, dear Thistle-down, br I've laid my robe aside; br My necklace and my jewell'd crown, br And yet I cannot glide br Along the silver crests of night br With thee, light thing, with thee. br Rain would I try the airy flight, br What sayest thou to me?' br br 'If thou wilt hold my silver hair, br O maiden fair and proud; br We'll float upon the purple air br High as yon lilied cloud. br There is a jewel weighs thy heart; br If thou with me wouldst glide br That cold, cold jewel place apart-- br The jewel of thy pride!' br br 'O Thistle-down, dear Thistle-down br That jewel part I've set; br With golden robe and shining crown br And cannot follow yet! br Fain would I clasp thy silver tress br And float on high with thee; br Yet somewhat me to earth doth press-- br What sayest thou to me? br br 'If thou wilt hold my silver hair br O lady, sweet and chaste; br We'll dance upon the sparkling air br And to thy lover haste. br A lily lies upon thy breast br Snow-white as it can be-- br It holds thee strong--sweet, with the rest br Yield lilied chastity.' br br 'O Thistle-down, false Thistle-down br I've parted Pride and Gold; br Laid past my jewels and my crown-- br My golden robings' fold. br I will not lay my lily past-- br Love's light as vanity br When to the mocking wind is cast br The lily, Chastity.