Oh,

I'll

twine

with

my

min-

gles

and

wa-

ving

black

hair

With

the

ro-

ses

so

red

and

the

li-

lies

so

fair

And

the

myr-

tle

so

bright

with

the

e-

me-

rald

dew

The

pale

a-

ma-

ni-

ta

and

eyes

look

like

blue

I

will

dance,

I

will

sing,

and

my

loft

shall

be

gay

I

will

charm

e-

very

heart,

in

his

crown

I

will

sway

When

I

woke

from

my

dream-

ing

my

i-

dol

was

clay

All

por-

tion

of

love

had

all

flown

a-

way

Oh,

he

taught

me

to

love

him

and

pro-

mised

to

love

And

to

che-

rish

me

o-

ver

all

ot-

hers

a-

bove

How

my

heart

is

now

won-

dering

no

mi-

se-

ry

can

tell

He's

left

me

no

war-

ning,

no

words

of

fare-

well

Oh,

he

taught

me

to

love

him

and

called

me

his

flower

That's

bloom-

ing

to

cheer

him

through

life's

drea-

ry

hour

Oh,

I

long

to

see

him

and

reg-

ret

the

dark

hour

He's

gone

and

neg-

lec-

ted

this

pale

wild-

wood

flower