A roving, a roving, since roving's been my ruin I'll go no more a roving with thee fair maid. I'll go no more a roving from you fair maid A roving a roving since roving's been my ruin I'll go no more a roving from you fair maid Her eyes are like two stars so bright Moore published the poem in 1830 as part of Letters and Journals of Lord Byron. [Verse 4] Then take fair warning, boys, from me Mark well what I do say! Her lips were red, her eyes were brown, Mark well what I do say. I'll go no more a roving from you, fair maid I'll go no more a roving from you, fair maid Her cheeks are like the rosebud's red Mark, well, what I do say I'll go no more a-roving with you, fair maid! I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid A'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid! It evocatively describes what the youth at that time wanted to do something different. I'll go no more a rovin' with you fair maid A rovin' a rovin' since roving's been my ruin I'll go no more a rovin' with you fair maid I took this fair maid for a walk " So, we'll go no more a roving " is a poem, written by (George Gordon) Lord Byron (1788–1824), and included in a letter to Thomas Moore on 28 February 1817.
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