Fondly I’m dreaming ever of thee,
Fondly I’m dreaming ever of thee.
Ever of thee, when sad and lonely,
Wandering afar, my soul joy’d to dwell;
Ah! then I felt I loved thee only;
All seem’d to fade before affection’s spell;
Years have not chill’d the love I cherish;
True as the stars hath my heart been to thee;
Ah! never till life, &c.