Lord Lovell

VERSE 1
One night th moon shone brightly
An' gentla fell th dew
Down, down in a lonely cottage
A jealous lover drew

VERSE 2
Come Emla, lets go roam'in
Thru th meadow gay
And as we wander well ponder
Upon our wedd'in day

VERSE 3
Down, down before him knelling
Plead'in for her life
And in her snowy white bossom
He plunged a dagger's knife

VERSE 4
Down, down in th lonely valley
Where th roses blooms an' fade
There lies my own sweet Emmy
Cold silent in her grave

VERSE 5
She died, not broken hearted
Nor sickness caused her death
It was of a jealous lover
That robber her of her breath

OTHER COLLECTIONS:
Randolph: II-138 The Jealous Lover
Belden: p. 324 Florella
Brown: II-250 Florella