She loved him in the garden In days both bright and true; And he gave her such love As he thought due -- And though the sun shines brightly And colors gleam, as e'er, Her love has gone to one More prone to share

She loved him in the garden In days both bright and true; And he gave her such love As he thought due -- And though the sun shines brightly And colors gleam, as e'er, Her love has gone to one More prone to share