Gentle Nettle Moore.

Gentle Nettle Moore.
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In a little white cottage, where the trees are ever green
And the climbing roses blossom by the door.
I have often sat and listened to the music of the birds
And the gentle volee of charming Nettle Moore.

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Oh, I miss you, Nettle Moore, and my happiness is o’er;
While a spirit sad around my heart has come:
And the busy days are long and the nights вге lonely now,
For you’re gone from our little cottage home.

Below us in the valley, on the river’s dancing tide,
Of a summer’s eve I launch my open boat,
And when the moon was rising and the stars began to shine
Down the river we so merrily would float.
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And often in the autumn ere the dew had left the lawn
We would wander o’er those fields far away;
But those moments have departed; gentle Nettle, too, is gone,
And no longer sweetly with her can I stray.
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Since the time that you departed I have longed from earth to rise.
And join the happy angels gone before;
I cannot now be merry, for my heart is full of woe.
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Ever pining for my gentle Nettle Moore.
You are gone, darling Nettie: I have mourned you
But I’l wipe all the tears from my eyes, Fur as soon as life is past I shall meet you once again.
In heaven, darling, up above the skies.
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