 | Songs and ballads by Samuel Lover |  |
WOULD YOU KNOW WHO HAS MY VOW?
Would you know who has my vow,
She who holds my heart in keeping,
Graceful as the willow bough,
O'er the streamlet weeping;
With lips so bright, and teeth so white,
And eyes that shame the stars at night,
Oh, could I tell her beauties right,
It would mar your sleeping!
She who holds my heart in keeping,
Graceful as the willow bough,
O'er the streamlet weeping;
With lips so bright, and teeth so white,
And eyes that shame the stars at night,
Oh, could I tell her beauties right,
It would mar your sleeping!
Would you know who has my vow,
She, whose voice, like echo, telling
That there is an answering part
Within her young heart dwelling;
The softest sound that e'er did wake
The echoes of some fairy lake,
Ne'er bore the breeze along the brake
A tone so softly swelling!
She, whose voice, like echo, telling
That there is an answering part
Within her young heart dwelling;
The softest sound that e'er did wake
The echoes of some fairy lake,
Ne'er bore the breeze along the brake
A tone so softly swelling!
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Could you know who has my vow,
You would wonder at my daring,
For, to grace so fair a brow,
A crown is worth the sharing!
With step as light as mountain fawn,
And blush as lovely as the dawn,
No form by fancy ever drawn
With her's can hold comparing!
You would wonder at my daring,
For, to grace so fair a brow,
A crown is worth the sharing!
With step as light as mountain fawn,
And blush as lovely as the dawn,
No form by fancy ever drawn
With her's can hold comparing!
| Songs and ballads by Samuel Lover | |