Wildwood Flower

Oh, I'll twine with my mangels and waving black hair With the roses so red and the lilies so fair And the myrtle so bright with the emerald dew The pale amanita and islip like blue I will dance, I will sing, and my heart 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 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 won and neglected this pale wildwood flower