So I took her to the river
believing she was a maiden,
but she already had a husband.
It was on St. James night
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That night I ran on the best of roads mounted on a nacre mare without bridle stirrups. she told me she was a maiden.. relationships, , attraction, infatuation, faithlessness. tony
behaved like what I am, like a proper gypsy. I gave her a large sewing basket, of straw-colored satin, but I did not fall in love.. When i took her to the river.