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.