I will twine, I will mingle my raven black hair With the roses so red and the lilies so fair And the myrtle so bright with it's emerald hue The pale and the leader and eyes look like blue
I will dance, I will sing and my laugh shall be gay I will charm every heart, in his crown I will sway When I awoke from my dreaming my idol was clay All portion of love had all flown away
Oh he taught me to love him and promised to love And to cherish me over all others above How my heart is now wondering no misery can tell He's left with no warning, no word 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 Oh, I long to see him and regret the dark hour He's one that neglected this pale wildwood flower.