1. When first I saw the love-light in your eye, . . . . And heard thy voice, like sweetest melo-
dy,. . . . . Speak words of love to my enraptur'd soul,. . . . . The
world had naught but joy in store for me.. . . . . E'en though we're drifting down life's stream a-
part,. . . . . Your face I still can see in dream's domain;. . . . I
know that it would ease my breaking heart. . . . . To hold you in my arms just once again. . . .
2. Last night I dreamt I held your hand in mine, . . . . And once again you were my happy
bride. . . . . I kiss'd you as I did in Auld Lang Syne,. . . . . As
to the church we wander'd side by side.. . . . . The love I bear for you can never
die;. . . . . Without you, I had rather not been born; And,
even tho' we never meet again, . . . . I love you as the sunshine loves the morn. . . .
I love you as I never lov'd before,. . . . . Since
first I met you on the village green. . . . . Come to me, or my dream of love is
o'er. . . . . I love you as I lov'd you When you were sweet, when you were sweet sixteen.