Wildwood Flower

Oh, I'll twine with my mingles of waving black hair
With the roses so red and the lilies so fair;
The myrtle so bright with the emerald dew
And the pale and the leader and eyes look like blue

I'll dance, I will sing and my heart shall be gay
I will charm every heart in his crown I will sway;
I woke from my dreaming my idols were clay
And all portions of love now had all flown away

Oh, he taught me to love him and promised to love
And to cherish me over all others abovе;
How long to see him no misery can tell
Oh, he lеft me no warning nor words of farewell

Oh, he taught me to love him and called me his flower
That was blooming to cheer him through life's dreary hour;
How long to see him regret the dark hour
And he's gone and neglected this pale wildwood flower