Wildwood Flower

I’ll twine mid the ringlets of my raven black hair The lilies so pale and the roses so fair The myrtle so green of an emerald hue The pale emanita and violets of blue Oh he promised to love me, he promised to love Through ill and misfortune all others above. Another has won him a misery to tell He left me in silence no word of farewell Oh he taught me to love him, he called me his flower A blossom to cheer him through life's weary hour But now he is gone and left me alone The wildflowers to weep and the wild birds to moan I’ll think of him never my life shall be gay I’ll charm every heart in the crowd I survey though my heart now is breaking he never shall know how his name makes me tremble, my pale cheeks to glow. Oh I’ll dance and i'll sing and my life shall be gay I’ll banish this weeping drive trouble away I’ll live yet to see him regret this dark hour He won and neglected this pale wildwood flower