Pale Wildwood Flower, Lyric Variant 02


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Pale Wildwood Flower, Lyric Variant 02


One partial leaf typewritten in blue ink on the front side. The document is in good physical condition. The document was laminated. There are staple holes at the upper left corner. The lower left corner was torn away. There is one minor tear at the lower right edge and another at the right lower edge. There is a textual correction handwritten in black ink. The note "ok" is handwritten in pencil at the upper right corner.


Folk songs -- United States Unrequited love -- Songs and music Flowers -- Songs and music

Alternative Title

The Frail Wildwood Flower, The Wildwood Flower


W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection, Appalachian State University

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I. G. Greer


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Raven Black Hair

I’ll twine with these locks of raven black hair
The roses so red and the lilies so fair,
The myrtle so bright with its emerald hue,
And the pale Armeta with eyes of dark blue.

He taught me to love and he promised to love,
To cherish me always all others above,
I woke from my dreaming my idol was clay,
The passion of loving had faded away.

He taught me to love and he called me his flower
That blossomed to cheer him through life’s lonely hour,
But another has won him I’m sorry to tell,
He left me no warning, no words of farewell!

I’ll dance and I’ll sing and my life shall be gay,
I’ll charm every heart in each crowd I array,
Though my heart now is breaking he never shall know
That his name makes me tremble, my pale cheeks to glow.

I’ll dance and I’ll sing and my life shall be gay,
I’ll stop this wild weeping, drive sorrow away,
I’ll live yet to see him regret the dark hour
That he won and neglected this frail wild-wood flower.

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Pale Wildwood Flower, Lyric Variant 02

Document Title

Raven Black Hair

Scholarly Classification

Brown, Folk Lyric - 263 Randolph, 798

Dimensions - Original

215 mm x 175 mm

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Leila E. Weinstein

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