For Thee, Love, for Thee |
William Henry McCarthy, 1859
I'll watch o'er thy dreams when thou'rt sleeping, For thee love, for thee love, I'll weep o'er thy cares when thou'rt weeping, For thee, only thee. The wild lands of India, The prairie, the sea May lure me, but fondly, I'll still turn to thee. Refrain: For thee, dearest thee I would roam night and day, |: And thy love, and thy love Would cheer my lonely way. :| | 2. I'll dwell on thy smiles when thou'rt walking, For thee love, for thee love, My heart would be faithful though breaking For thee only thee. In bowers where we've lingered Each flowret and thee Remains in my mem'ry An emblem of thee. Refrain:
3. The lark and the linnet seem singing, |