SONGS FOR THE SENTIMENTAL.—No. 10.
You talk of love—I would believe
Thy words were truth;
Nor deem that thou wouldst e’er deceive
My artless youth:
But when we part,
Within my heart
A small voice whispers low—
Beware! Beware!
Fond girl, the snare!
You talk of love—I would believe
Thy words were truth;
Nor deem that thou wouldst e’er deceive
My artless youth:
But when we part,
Within my heart
A small voice whispers low—
Beware! Beware!
Fond girl, the snare!