MY LITTLE SUNBEAM.
Written by E. L. O'Connor.
Ton are my little sunbeam that, shines upon my life.
From out the darksome shadows to ease my bitter strife;
In you I hope to find much congenial, bright and gay,
Society, variety, forever And for aye.
You are my little sunbeam, astray from fairy-land;
And, pray, who was it sent thee with Mab's magnetic wand?
Your blithesome features win me from bach'lorhood's domain,
I can't resist the pleading your eyes expressly claim;
They softly tell their meaning the lips would fain disclose,
Revealingly, so feelingly, that only true love knows- Chorus.
And do I love thee, sweetness? Let that my heart confess,
For thee I find a longing I can't nor dare suppress;
'Tis every whisper tells me that blows from land or sea.
So sweetly, completely, myself I give to thee.- Chorus.