Oh, I'll twine with my mingles and waving black hair
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With the roses so red and the lilies so fair
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And the myrtle so bright with the emerald hue
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The pale and the leader and eyes look like blue
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Oh I'll dance, I will sing and my laugh shall be gay
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I will charm every heart, in his crown I will sway
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When I woke from my dreaming, my idol was clay
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All portion of love had all flown away
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Oh he taught me to love him and promised to love
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And to cherish me over all others above
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How my heart is now wond'ring no mis'ry can tell
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He's left me no warning, no words of farewell
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Oh, he taught me to love him and called me his flower
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That was blooming to cheer him through life's dreary hour
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Oh, I long to see him and regret the dark hour
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He's gone and neglected this pale wildwood flower
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Wildwood Flower
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