Over the Left.I am thine in thy gladness,I am thine in thy tears,My love, it can change notIn absence or years.Were a dungeon thy dwelling,My home it should be,Its gloom would be sunshine,Were I but with thee.For life has no beautyOf thee, love, bereft.I am thine, and thine only,THINE OVER THE LEFT.
Over the Left.I am thine in thy gladness,I am thine in thy tears,My love, it can change notIn absence or years.Were a dungeon thy dwelling,My home it should be,Its gloom would be sunshine,Were I but with thee.For life has no beautyOf thee, love, bereft.I am thine, and thine only,THINE OVER THE LEFT.
Over the Left.I am thine in thy gladness,I am thine in thy tears,My love, it can change notIn absence or years.Were a dungeon thy dwelling,My home it should be,Its gloom would be sunshine,Were I but with thee.For life has no beautyOf thee, love, bereft.I am thine, and thine only,THINE OVER THE LEFT.
I am thine in thy gladness,I am thine in thy tears,My love, it can change notIn absence or years.
I am thine in thy gladness,
I am thine in thy tears,
My love, it can change not
In absence or years.
Were a dungeon thy dwelling,My home it should be,Its gloom would be sunshine,Were I but with thee.
Were a dungeon thy dwelling,
My home it should be,
Its gloom would be sunshine,
Were I but with thee.
For life has no beautyOf thee, love, bereft.I am thine, and thine only,THINE OVER THE LEFT.
For life has no beauty
Of thee, love, bereft.
I am thine, and thine only,
THINE OVER THE LEFT.