My false Love and I, One noon-day in July Stroll'd by the banks of the rippling river Dee. The summer smiled around, There scarcely was a sound But the beating of my heart and the humming of the bee. I was pulling at my glove, For I knew no words of love Would greet my anxious ear today; Upon a fallen tree That lay across the Dee We sat, and thus he spoke, to my dismay: "Now, Dolly, we must part, Tho' I'm sorry in my heart, But ambition calls me hence from home and thee; I mus go toLondon town, I must win a Lord Mayor's gown, And of course must wed a maid of hight degree; I must be a knight, A man of mighty might, And a knight and village maid would ne'er agree: To regret me would be folly, So forget me, dearest Dolly!" But I gazed in silent sadness down the rushing river Dee! I felt my heart a-swelling, And I felt the tears a-welling, But I knew full well he wasn't worth a thought; So chasing all my sadness, In a mood of merry madness A plan of sweet revenge I swiftly wrought: 'T war a leafless, withered tree That lay across the Dee, And the false one sat midway upon the beam; Just one gentle push I gave, And, splashing mid the wave, Behold the traitor floating down the stream! "Good bye, Sir knight, Of the order of the 'bath'! Seek now a maid of high degree. You longed for swift promotion; If you swim down to the ocean, Perhaps you'll find a 'mermaid' in the deep, deep sea!"
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- by Henry Théodore Pontet (1833 - 1902), "Dolly's revenge", published 1890 [ voice and piano ], London, W. Morley & Co. [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Johann Winkler
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