Her Memory Brings Me No Regret.
Copyright, 1895. by Frank Harding.
Words by Howard Graham. Music by Chas. Graham.
Love's early dream has passed away, forever gone, too sweet to stay;
The mem'ry of a bygone day Is all that's left to comfort me.
One face I see before me yet, with sparkling eyes and curls of Jet,
My sweetheart's face, as first we met-her mem'ry brings me no regret.
Her mem'ry brings me no regret, although our sun of love has set;
She loved me once, I can't forget; her mem'ry brings me no regret.
As years go by, the thought that she has loved me once will be to me
A consolation sweet, tho' we could never wed, thro' Fate's decree.
Sometimes I wish we'd never met, and still I know I love her yet;Ref