Wildwood Flower

<p>I will twine mid my ringlets of raven black hair<br/>The lilies so pale and the roses so fair<br/>And the myrtle so bright with an emerald hue<br/>The pale amaryllis and violets so blue<br/>I will dance I will sing and my laugh will be gay<br/>I&#x27;ll cease this wild weeping drive sorrow away<br/>Tho my heart is now breaking, he&#x27;ll never know<br/>His name made me tremble, my pale cheeks to glow<br/><br/>He told me he loved me and promised to love<br/>Through ill and misfortunes all others above<br/>Now another has won him, oh misery to tell<br/>He left me in silence no word of farewell<br/>He taught me to love him, he called me his flower<br/>That blossomed for him all the brighter each hour<br/>But I awoke from my dreaming, my idol was clay<br/>My visions of love have all faded away<br/>I&#x27;ll think of him never, I&#x27;ll be wildly gay<br/>I&#x27;ll charm every heart and the crowd I will sway<br/>I&#x27;ll live yet to see him regret the dark hour<br/>He won and neglected the frail wildwood flower