Oldal 1 [1]
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A New and much admired Song | , i ae CALLED . . Nothing More ! anh RD Sung by Mr. C. W. Bernard In a valley fair I wandered,— O’er its meadows pathways green, Where ripling brook was flowing, Like the spirit of the scene, Isaw a lovely maiden— , With a basket brimming efer," With sweet buds, and so I asked her, For a flower, and nothing more. . ae eae ec ies ie A chatted on beside her, © = =| _ And | praised her hair and eyes, _ 4 ‘And like roses in her basket, ==? _ On her cheek saw blushes rise; st Wiih timid looks down glancing, == She said, will yon pass before, But, said I, now all | want, = = is just a smile, and nothing more Mi + i aly cai Sk e 4 do she shyly smiled upon me, = And we still kept wand’ring on; What withsmilling, blushing, chatting 7 Soon a brief half hour was gone; =i Thea she told me I must leave ner, _ a For she saw the cottage door ;— eer 1 Not 1! untill Pd riffed— : BE Just a kiss, and nothing more. ke 09 ates Ptk WLP te Pay ae Spann Szék Thus for weeks and months I wood ház £ Aad the joys that then have birth, > . Made €n atmosphere of gladness, Seem encircling all the earth; 9. / Ose bright morning atthe altar, == _ A white bridal dress she wore, Mee | Then my wife i proudly called her, = And f ask for nothing more. | ised jú nM rate te 4 A Te ene haly printer; cork, © The Board of Trinity College Dublin
