My Darling, she is not to me
What thou art! though I love her well:
But to my heart she cannot be
| 1807 | |
| And I grow happy while I speak, Kiss, kiss me, Baby, thou art good. | MS. |
And I grow happy while I speak,
Kiss, kiss me, Baby, thou art good.
| 1820 | |
| ... that quiet face, | 1807 |
... that quiet face,