The Fairest Girl Poem by James Casey

The Fairest Girl

There's a girl fairer than May
For a year and at least a day
I have sought in every way
Her heart with love to gain

There's no art of talk when
Adoring youths with damsels try
I've tested with an endless sigh
Then tried, and tried in vain.

If to Normandy or far off Spain
She crossed the watery main
Just to see her face again
Those seas I too would brave

And if the heaven's decree
That mine she'll never be
May the Son of Mary
Take pity on a useless me

Even a kiss with welcome bland
And the touch of your hand
Are all that I demand
Oh please do not spurn me

For if not mine dear girl
My snowy breasted pearl
May I never from the fair
Forsaken return from there

James Casey