Loves Story
1
I do not love thee
So I'll not deceive thee
I do not love thee
Yet I'm lothe to leave thee
2
I do not love thee
Yet joys very essence
Comes with thy footstep
Is complete in thy presence
3
I do not love thee
Yet when gone I sigh
And think about thee
'Till the stars all die
4
I do not love thee
Yet thy black bright eyes
Bring to my hearts soul
Heaven and paradise
5
I do not love thee
Yet thy handsome ways
Bring me in absence
Almost hopeless days
6
I cannot hate thee
Yet my love seems debtor
To love thee more
So hating, love thee better
1
The may flowers are springing
The wild birds are singing
And beauty's face blooms in the sun and the shade
The wood gales are breathing
The wood bines are wreathing
And may brings her pleasures for sweet Adelaide
2
The sweet smiles of heaven
Says none are forgiven
Who shun the grand garden that nature has made
Here the scents of the briar
And wild flowers we admire
The air is all fragrance like sweet Adelaide
3
The sun sets and rises
While its grandeur surprises
How beautiful evening and morning is made
The white clouds are mountains
The blue skies are fountains
And dear is the walk with my sweet Adelaide
I do not love thee
So I'll not deceive thee
I do not love thee
Yet I'm lothe to leave thee
2
I do not love thee
Yet joys very essence
Comes with thy footstep
Is complete in thy presence
3
I do not love thee
Yet when gone I sigh
And think about thee
'Till the stars all die
4
I do not love thee
Yet thy black bright eyes
Bring to my hearts soul
Heaven and paradise
5
I do not love thee
Yet thy handsome ways
Bring me in absence
Almost hopeless days
6
I cannot hate thee
Yet my love seems debtor
To love thee more
So hating, love thee better
1
The may flowers are springing
The wild birds are singing
And beauty's face blooms in the sun and the shade
The wood gales are breathing
The wood bines are wreathing
And may brings her pleasures for sweet Adelaide
2
The sweet smiles of heaven
Says none are forgiven
Who shun the grand garden that nature has made
Here the scents of the briar
And wild flowers we admire
The air is all fragrance like sweet Adelaide
3
The sun sets and rises
While its grandeur surprises
How beautiful evening and morning is made
The white clouds are mountains
The blue skies are fountains
And dear is the walk with my sweet Adelaide
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