Pale Wildwood Flower, Lyric Variant 03


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Pale Wildwood Flower, Lyric Variant 03


One leaf typewritten on the front side. The document is in excellent physical condition. The document was laminated.


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 Unviersity

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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 living 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 03

Document Title

Raven Black Hair

Scholarly Classification

Brown, Folk Lyric - 263 Randolph, 798

Dimensions - Original

217 mm x 280 mm

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Paul L. Robertson

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