O she told me she loved me and promised to love
Through ill and misfortune, all others above
Another has won her, Ah misery to tell
She left me in silence  - now word of farewell

O she taught me to love her -- she called me her flower
That blossomed for her all the brighter each hour
But I woke from my dreaming -- my idol was clay
My visions of love have all faded away.

I will think of her never - I'll be wildly gay
I'll charm ev'ry heart - and the crowd I will sway
I'll live yet see her regret the dark hour
When she won, then neglected, the frail wildwood flower

I will sing and I'll dance, my laugh shall be gay
I'll cease this wild weeping, drive sorrow away
Tho' my heart is now breaking, she never shall know
That her name made me tremble and my pale cheeks to glow