An hour agone 'twas the moon that shone -
Oh, for the moon on the city wall! -
But the night is done, and now one by one
The banners are set afloat in the sun -
Oh, for the sun on the city wall! -
Yet night and day I kneel and pray
At the foot of the castle stair;
Then tell me, I pray, ye gallants gay -
Ah, tell me, ye ladies fair! -
If your lord should chance to ride this way,
Would he list to a poor maid's prayer?