I'VE HAD MANY & CR
1
I've had many an aching pain,
A for sake o' somebody:
I have talked, but o' in vain,
When I thought o' somebody.
2
Nought could please me any where,
I could heed nor smile, nor tear;
And yet I sighed, for half a year!
And that for sake o' somebody.
3
She was like the lily fair,
The rose it blushed, for somebody;
Her neck was white, her cheek was rare,
I wot it smiled on somebody;—
4
Here's good luck to somebody;
And best o' health for somebody;
The dearest thought I keep mysell,
I keep for sake o' somebody.
July 17th 1844.
