Wilt thou be true, Dearest, to me, Though I may wander Far off from thee? Over my heart No gloom will come, If thou are faithful Where e'er I roam, Still in my dreams Thy angel face Smiling through tear drops Fondly I'll trace Thy voice will cheer Life's journey through, Wilt thou be true, love? Wilt thou be true? Wilt thou be true Though fate shall bring Tempests and sorrows, Clouding our spring? Life's roses fair, Now gem our way, Wilt thou be constant Should these decay? Hope's gentle star Beaming so bright, Though fondly trusted May take its flight, Should want and woe Our steps pursue, Wilt thou be true, love? Wilt thou be true? Wilt thou be true Though lips of scorn, Seek to revile me When I am gone? Say, wilt thou weep, When evening falls, As busy mem'ry, My form recalls? Wilt thou be true? Doubt swiftly flies Whilst I am gazing Into thine eyes, Through tearful gleams Through tender blue, Sweetly they whisper Thou wilt be true!
- by George Cooper (1840 - 1927) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
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- by Stephen Collins Foster (1826 - 1864), "Wilt thou be true", published 1864. [voice and piano] [text verified 1 time]
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Word count: 173