Oh, Genevieve, I'd give the world
To live again the lovely past
The rose of youth was dew impearled
But now it withers in the blast
I see thy face in every dream
My waking thoughts are full of thee
Thy glance is in the starry beam
That falls along the summer sea
Oh, Genevieve, sweet Genevieve
The days may come, the days may go
But still the hands of memory weave
Thе blissful dreams of long ago
Fair Geneviеve, my early love
The years but make thee dearer far
My heart shall never, never rove
Thou art my only guiding star
For me the past has no regret
What e'er the years may bring to me
I bless the hour when first we met
The hour that gave me love and thee
To live again the lovely past
The rose of youth was dew impearled
But now it withers in the blast
I see thy face in every dream
My waking thoughts are full of thee
Thy glance is in the starry beam
That falls along the summer sea
Oh, Genevieve, sweet Genevieve
The days may come, the days may go
But still the hands of memory weave
Thе blissful dreams of long ago
Fair Geneviеve, my early love
The years but make thee dearer far
My heart shall never, never rove
Thou art my only guiding star
For me the past has no regret
What e'er the years may bring to me
I bless the hour when first we met
The hour that gave me love and thee
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