I dreamed you were dressed in an all old rose,
So sadly I kissed you while my soul was reposed,
I dreamed that you promised some day you’d be mine.
I dreamed heaven blessed our love divine,
Gone art that night to where no one knows,
But I’ll n’er forget you, dressed in that all old rose.
You gladden my heart while love breezes blew,
I know not where my sorrow then flew,
Maybe into lands where love ne’er grows
To tell you dressed in an all old rose.
LOVE’S REFLECTIONS
If I had wings,
I’d take you and soar
To a land of happiness
For evermore,
Leaving all sorrows
To the years we’ve seen,
Then Cupid can play
On the grassy greens.
She’d have no use
For her bow and arrow.
Our hearts will be true
And gay as the sparrow.
Then we can gaze down
In that valley so deep
That held our love
Before it could creep.
Entertain no thought other than good,
Then evilness around you will ne’er prevail.
An open expression may slip from the lips,
But deceit constantly dwells within.
We only receive in value
The interest in which we do a thing.
SUMMER IS GONE
When the leaves have all turned brown
And through the autumn breeze
They come sailing to the ground,
This tells me that summer is gone.
Left in the garden is one single rose,
Its a sad token that every one knows,
Oh! how my heart does sorrowfully swell,
When that rose begins to tell that summer is gone.
Now I’ve roamed and tried to find
Some place to hide my sorrow behind,
But where’er I go
Mother nature says so, that summer is gone.