Six popular songs (1840-1850)/Alice Gray
ALICE GRAY.
She’s all my fancy painted her,
She’s lovely, she’s divine;
But her heart it is another’s,
She never can be mine.
Yet loved I as man never loved,
A love without decay;—
Oh, my heart—my heart is breaking
For the love of Alice Gray.
Her dark brown hair is braided o’er
A brow of spotless white;
Her soft blue eye now languishes—
Now flashes with delight.
The hair is braided not for mo,
The eye is turn’d away;—
Yet my heart—my heart is breaking
For the love of Alice Gray.
I’ve sunk beneath the summer’s sun,
And trembled in the blast;
But my pilgrimage is nearly done,
The weary conflict’s past.
And when the green sod wraps my grave,
May pity haply say,
Oh his heart—his heart was broken
For the love of Alice Gray.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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