Wildwood Flower

I will twine and will mingle my raven black hair
 With the roses so red and the lilies so fair
 And the myrtle so bright with an emerald hue
 The pale emanita and hyssop so blue
 Oh, he taught me to love him and called me his flower
 A blossom to cheer him through life's weary hour
 How my heart is now wondering no misery can tell
 He left me no warning no words of farewell
 I will dance I will sing and my life shall be gay
 I will charm every heart in the crowd I will sway
 Though my heart is now breaking he never shall know
 How his name makes me tremble my pale cheeks to glow
 Oh, he taught me to love him and promised to love
 And cherish me over all others above
 Oh, I long to see him and regret the dark hour
 He's gone and neglected this frail wildwood flower
 I will twine and will mingle my raven black hair
 With the roses so red and the lilies so fair
 And the myrtle so bright with an emerald hue
 The pale emanita and hyssop so blue.