Ten Favourite Songs/Alice Gray
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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.
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;
And her bright blue eye now languishes,
Now flashes with delight.
Her hair is brairded not for me,
Her eye is turned away—
Oh! my heart, my heart is breaking,
For the love of Alice Gray.
A Brow of spotless white;
And her bright blue eye now languishes,
Now flashes with delight.
Her hair is brairded not for me,
Her eye is turned away—
Oh! my heart, my heart is breaking,
For the love of Alice Gray.
I've sunk beneath the summers sun,
I've trembled in the blast;
But my pilgrimage is nearly done,
My weary transports 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.
I've trembled in the blast;
But my pilgrimage is nearly done,
My weary transports 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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