The Lover's Songster/Dear Maid, I love thee
Dear Maid, I love thee.
DEAR maid, by every hope of bliss,
By love's first pledge, the virgin kiss,
By heaven and earth, I love thee!
For ever in this heart shall dwell
The lovely form whose charms compel
This falt'ring tongue to softly tell,
How much, dear maid, I love thee!
Tho' time or place should intervene,
Still time, that changes every scene,
Would make me still more love thee!
Tho' far apart as pole from pole,
I still should feel thy love controul
While my devoted, constant soul,
Would but exist to love thee!