O, my sad heart is pining for one fond word!
Call me pet names, dearest—call me thy bird.
Call me fond names, dearest—call me a star,
Whose smiles beaming welcome thou feelest from afar,
Whose light is the clearest, the truest to thee,
When the night-time of sorrow steals over life’s sea.
O, trust thy rich bark where its warm rays are!
Call me pet names, darling—call me thy star.
Call me sweet names, darling—call me a flower,
That lives in the light of thy smile each hour;