Oh, I'll twine with my mingles and raven black hair
With the roses so red and the lillies so fair
And the myrtle so bright with the emerald hue
The pale amanita and eyes look like blue
I will dance, I will sing and my laugh shall be gay
I will charme 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 wondering, no misery can tell
He's left me no warning, no 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
Oh, I long to see him and regret the dark hour
He's gone and neglected his pale wildwood flower.