Often Told
Oh! the beautiful morning sun
That shineth on the mistic dew,
It sparkles different colors
Once your eyes would do this, too.
Violet and You
Early in the spring
Beneath the veranda grew
A lonely little violet,
And it brought our love anew
The days that we were parted.
My heart was ever true,
I shall always love this violet,
This violet and you.
I’ll pluck this little fellow,
And to you I’ll tenderly give.
It’s a token of our reunion,
May our love always live.
Though life could give no sweeter, too,
Than this violet, this violet, and you.
And I shall hold in memory
This violet, purple and green,
For returning life’s happiness
To me, that’s what it means.
Though my love it blew and blew,
Rack to this violet, this violet, and you.