Three Irish Spinning Songs - II

An elder girl sings:

One came before her and said beseeching,
"I have fortune and I have lands,
And if you'll share in the goods of my household
All my treasure's at your commands."

But she said to him, "The goods you proffer
Are far from my mind as the silk of the sea!
The arms of him, my young love, round me
Is all the treasure that's true for me!"

"Proud you are then, proud of your beauty,
But beauty's a flower will soon decay;
The fairest flowers they bloom in the Summer,
They bloom one Summer and they fade away."

"My heart is sad then for the little flower
That must so wither where fair it grew --
He who has my heart in keeping,
I would he had my body too."