One evening for pleasure I rambled to view the fair fields all alone

Down by the banks of Loch Eiron where beauty and pleasure were known.

I spied a fair maid at her labour, which caused me to stay for a while,

And I thought of a goddess of beauty, the blooming, bright star of Bright Isle¹.

I humbled myself to her beauty: "Fair maiden, where do you belong?

Are you from heaven descended, abiding in Cupid's fair throne?"

"Young man, I will tell you a secret: it's true I'm a maid that is poor

And to part from my vows and my promise is more than my heart can endure;

Therefore, I remain at my service and go through all my hardship and toil

And wait for the lad that has left me all alone on the banks of Belle Isle."

"Young maiden, I wish not to banter, 'tis true I come here in disguise,

I came here to fulfill our last promise and hoped to give you a surprise.

I own you're a maid I love dearly and you've been in my heart all the while,

For me there is no other damsel than my blooming, bright star of Belle Isle."

¹ I suspect that Dylan meant to say "Belle Isle" here, but accidentally said "bright" due to its presence just a couple words before the line-ending phrase.