MY FIRST AND ONLY LOVE.
Copyright. 1896, by I. Albertelli.
Words and Music by I. Albartelli
One Summer's eve the stars shone bright,
Hush'd was the earth In the calm of night,
Lonely and sad I sat beside
The grave of my darling, my promised bride;
But before death had closed her eyes,
Heedless of my despairing sighs,
I vow'd to her then that none but she
Should ever be sweetheart or bride to me.
Whom wilt thou love when I have flown,
From cold, cold earth to starry throne;
No one I swear by heav'n above,
You are my first And my only love.
Her garden green in which we met,
When toil was over and sun had set,
No longer has its bright array,
Since my sweet darling was called away;
Flow'rets which then were bright and fair,
Faded are now for want of care,
And she brightest blossom of them all,
Can no longer come at my earnest call. - Refrain.
Now must I leave in sorrow deep,
Her whom I loved in death's long sleep;
Garden and crave, I bid farewell,
Ever in memory you shall dwell;
But one great hope brings joy to me,
Whisp'ring that you and I may be
In heavenly gardens bright with bow'rs,
Where death cannot separate love like ours.-Refrain.