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I will twine with my mingles of raven-black hair
With the roses so red and the lilies so fair
The myrtle so bright with its emerald hue
And the pale and the leader and eyes look so blue
I will dance, I will sing and my life shall be gay
I will charm every heart, in his crown I will sway
I woke from my dreamin', all idols was clay
And all portions of lovin' had all flown away
He taught me to love him and promised to love
And cherish me over all others above
My poor heart is wondering, no misery can tell
He left me no warnin', no words of farewell
He taught me to love him and called me his flower
That was bloomin' to cheer him through life's weary hour
How I long to see him and regret the dark hour
He's gone and neglected, his frail wildwood flower
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