Nora O'Neal

Oh! I'm lonely tonight, love, without you,
And I sigh for one glance of your eye;
For there's a charm, love, about you,
When ever I know you are nigh.
Like the beam of the star when 'tis smiling,
Is the glance which your eye can't conceal;
And your voice is so sweet and beguiling,
That I love you, sweet Nora O'Neal.

Oh! don't think that ever I'll doubt you,
My love I will never conceal;
Oh! I'm lonely tonight, love, without you,
My darling, sweet Nora O'Neal.

Oh! The nightingale sings in the wildwood,
As if every note that he knew;
Was learned from your sweet voice in childhood,
To remind me, sweet Nora, of you.
But I think, love, so often about you,
And you know how happy I feel;
But I'm lonely tonight, love, without you,
My darling, sweet Nora O'Neal.

Oh! don't think that ever I'll doubt you,
My love I will never conceal;
Oh! I'm lonely tonight, love, without you,
My darling, sweet Nora O'Neal.

Oh! Why should I weep tears of sorrow?
Or why to let hope lose its place?
Won't I meet you, my darling, tomorrow,
And smile on your beautiful face?
Will you meet me? O, say, will you meet me,
With a kiss at the foot of the lane?
And I'll promise whenever you greet me,
That I'll never be lonely again.

Oh! don't think that ever I'll doubt you,
My love I will never conceal;
Oh! I'm lonely tonight, love, without you,
My darling, sweet Nora O'Neal.

####.... William Shakespeare Hays, 1866 ....####

(To My Friend J. L. Warner, Louisville, KY)

Also see: Shamus O'Brien, by Will S. Hays.