Hurrah for the Bonnets of Blue (Glasgow, 1829)/Oh Say Not Woman's Love is Bought
OH SAY NOT WOMAN’S LOVE IS BOUGHT.
Oh! say not woman’s love is bought
With vain and empty treasure;
Oh! say not woman’s heart is caught
By every idle pleasure.
With vain and empty treasure;
Oh! say not woman’s heart is caught
By every idle pleasure.
When first her gentle bosom knows
Love’s flame, it wanders never;
Deep in her heart the passion glows—
She loves, and loves for ever.
Love’s flame, it wanders never;
Deep in her heart the passion glows—
She loves, and loves for ever.
Oh! say not woman’s false as fair;
That like the bee she ranges,
Still seeking flowers more sweet and rare,
As fickle fancy changes.
That like the bee she ranges,
Still seeking flowers more sweet and rare,
As fickle fancy changes.
Ah no! the love that first can warm,
Will leave her bosom never:
No second passion e’er can charm—
She, loves, and loves for ever.
Will leave her bosom never:
No second passion e’er can charm—
She, loves, and loves for ever.