Wildwood Flower

Oh, I'll twine with my mingled and raven black hair

With the rose so red and the lilies so fair

And the moon is so bright with the emerald dew

And the pale emilita and the hyssop light blue

Oh, she taught me to lover her and promised to love

And to cherish me over all others above

Oh, how my heart wanders, no misery can tell

She left me no warning, no words of farewell

Yes, she taught me to love her and call me her flower

That was blooming to cheer her through life's dreary hour

Oh, I long to see her and regret the dark hour

She's gone and neglected, her pale wildwood flower