SONG
“My heart was blithe at morning.”
MY heart was blithe at morning,
For he was by my side,
And through the woods together
We wandered far and wide.
My heart was gay at noon-tide
Together on the lea
We lay, and heard the murm’ring
Of many a busy bee.
My heart was sad at even,
For in the cold stars’ wake,
I laid him in the dark, dark grave
And, oh, my heart would break!