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24 Christy's plantation melodies.
Oh, they know not the loving of the heart that beata for thee,
When a love like to thine, Katy Darling, Is the goal to the race set for me.
Oh, hear me, sweet Katy, For the wild flowers greet me, Katy Darling,
And the love-birds are singing in each tree;• Wilt thou never more hear me, Katy Darling ?
Behold love, I 'm waiting for thee! |
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I'm kneeling by thy grave, Katy Darling;
This world is all a bleak world to me; Oh, couldst thou hear my wailing, Katy Darling,
Or think love, I 'm sighing for thee; Oh, methinks the stars are weeping,
By their soft and lambent light, And thy heart would be melting, Katy Darling,
Couldst thou see tjiy lone Dermot this night. Oh, listen, sweet Katy,
For the wild flowers are sleeping, Katy Darling, And the love-birds are nestling in each tree;—
Wilt thou never more hear me, Katy Darling, Or know love, I 'm kneeling by thee ?
'T is useless all my weeping, Katy Darling,
But I'll pray that thy spirit be my guide, And that when my life be spent, Katy Darling,
They will lay me down to rest by thy side ; Oh, a huge great grief I 'm bearing,
Though I scarce can heave a sigh, And I '11 ever be dreaming, Katy Darling,
Of thy love ev'ry day till I die. Farewell then, sweet Katy ;
For the wild flowers will blossom, Katy Darling, And the love-birds will warble in each tree;
But in heaven I will meet thee, Katy Darling, For there, love, thou'rt waiting for me ! |
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