There was a girl
like a summer day fair;
men they would flock
to see the beauty rare,
meet her azure eye,
and crave her russet hair
and try to woo
the fairest of the fair.

Every suitor
would she deny
unless to this
he would comply:

"Dear sir,
climb with me
that cliff
o'er the see;

if my request
you will mind
then together
we shall find

if I am for you
and you are for me.
Tomorrow, sir,
o'er the sea."

By dawn's soft light
would they meet
and with a question
would she greet:

"Suitor, suitor
oh what say you:
If I should jump,
what would you do?"

And as she spoke
the beauty fair
set heels on turf
and toes on air.

And the suitor
he would utter a sound of fear.
And the suitor
he would say as he drew her near:

"Fairest, fairest, I would catch you.
Fairest, fairest, I would save you."

In reply, she would whisper "Nay,"
and send the suitor far away.

Dawn after dawn,
unsatisfied,
the poor fair girl,
inside she died.

Then one bright morn
suitor came
who smiled to her
and spoke her name.

The sound of it
made her sigh
and lit a spark
in her eye.

She said:
"You bring me joy!
Oh, what say you:
if I should jump,
what would you do?"

And he:
"Dearest, dearest,
you make my heart fly;
if you should jump,
then so too shall I."

And she:
"In your reply
I delight
for you, dear sir,
have answered right."

There was a girl
like summer day fair
who found her love
on the cliff o'er there.
The man she chose
not by his might,
but by his choice
to join her flight.