| Share page | Visit Us On FB |
|
46 Christy's plantation melodies.
Chorus. Then list thee, my Dinah, list thee, my dear 'Tis thy lover who calls, wake, oh! wake; Thy presence will nourish the love I bear— Oh ! wake, dearest, wake, oh ! wake.
Oh! let my sigh reach the spot where you are,
My misery of heart 'twill relieve; Come, bless me, my Dinah, where'er you are,
For without thee I'll sink in the grave.
Chorus. Then list thee, &c.
Wake, dearest, wake, this darkness shall brighten And in bliss all our fortunes will end,
And the joy of my heart shall betoken How resistless is love to the end.
Chorus. Then list thee, &c. |
||
|
Mary Dean.
There was a time, long, long ago,
When life and hope were young, And happiness, like music's flow,
Dwelt trembling on the tongue. I loved, and was beloved by one
Whose like was never seen, And would that fate had justice done
To my poor Mary Dean.
Chorus. This heart is sad, which did adore That lovely beauteous queen ; I would that I could see once more,. My poor, lost Mary Dean.
Oh! she was good and kind of heart,
And very fair to see, And through keen sorrow bore her part,
And bore it cheerfully. Go search the world where'er you will,
Her equal ne'er was seen ; I thought so then, I think so still,
Of my lost Mary Dean.
Chorus. This heart is sad, &c. |
||