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Oh I'll twine with my mingles and waving black hair

With the rose so red and the lilies so fair

And the myrtles so bright with the emerald dew

The pale and the leader and eyes look like blue


Oh she taught me to love her and promised to love

And to cherish me over all others above

How my heart is now wondering no misery can tell

She left me no warning no words of farewell


Yes she taught me to love her and call me her flower

That was blooming to cheer her through life's dreary hour


Oh I long to see her and regret the dark hour


She's gone and neglected her pale wildwood flower

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