Wildwood Flower
Joseph Philbrick Webster
Oh, I'll twine with my mingles
and waving black hair
With the roses so red and the lilies so fair
And the myrtle so bright with the emerald hue
The pale amanita and eyes look like blue
Oh I'll dance, I will sing
and my laugh shall be gay
I will charm every heart,
in his crown I will sway
When I woke 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 wond'ring
no mis'ry can tell
He's left me no warning,
no words of farewell
Oh, he taught me to love him
and called me his flow'r
That was blooming to cheer him
through life's dreary hour
Oh, I long to see him and regret the dark hour
He's gone and neglected this pale wildwood flow'r