While The Billy BoilsSearchSongI ask my heart, “Do I love thee?” But how can I e'er forgetThe feelings of joy and rapture That thrilled me when first we met?The memory of each glad meeting Is treasured within my heart,Which has well-nigh ceased its beating, Since, in sorrow, we had to part.
Each night, as I seek my pillow, I murmur a prayer for thee,I breathe thy name, as the sunbeams Flash red on the eastern sea.Thy spirit is still the beacon That guides me 'mid care and strife,And there 'twill remain for ever, My darling, my love, my life.