FORGET ME NOT, LENORE.
Copyright, 1894, by F. J. Tierney.
Composed by F. J. Tierney.
Long ago, far away lived a maid,
If the tales of the past are but true,
Where so gladly to old ocean runs
That sweet river, the Danube so blue.
And one day there came riding that way
A bold, gallant, steel-armored young knight,
And his love to the maiden went swift,
As the arrow when sped on its flight,
As arrow on its flight.
Oh. little sweet forget-me-not, all like you should be true blue;
Speak this message unto her: "I love but you, but you."
"Come, now prove that you love," cried the maid;
"Bring to me yon' sweet flowers so blue."
And the knight in the waters plung'd deep.
"This I do now, my loved one, for you,"
As he sank with his armor's great weight.
he then flung the blue flowers ashore,
And exclaimed with his fast fleeting breath:
"Oh, forget me not, loved one, Lenore;
Forget me not, Lenore." -Refrain.