She moved through the fair with a smile in her eyes
So pure and graceful and free
And caught the attention of one who was there
A Candlestick-maker, he
Handsome and young, a craftsman fine
Smitten by her that day
And so then he wrote down a poem for her that would say
"Take me in your hands tonight
Come through the parlour by candlelight
With thee I will wait this night
Chase away shadows and stay 'til the morning is nigh"
But the journey of love is a rocky road
And comes with many a spill
He wooed and pursued her for more than a year
And then she said I will
He made her a gift of a candlestick
On their wedding day
And written in silver around in the words, that did say
"Take me in your hands tonight
Come through the parlour by candlelight
With thee I will wait this night
Chase away shadows and stay 'til the morning is nigh"
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That candlestick was so much loved and admired
But hundreds of years would go by
'Twas there in an old Curiosity shop
I found it, forgotten by time
Blackened with age but soon to shine
Beauty from long ago
And I often consider all those who have held it before
"Take me in your hands tonight
Come through the parlour by candlelight
With thee I will wait this night
Chase away shadows and stay 'til the morning is nigh
"Take me in your hands tonight
Come through the parlour by candlelight
With thee I will wait this night
Chase away shadows and stay 'til the morning is nigh
Chase away shadows and stay 'til the morning is nigh"