AH, DO NOT SPEAK SO COLDLY.

Ballad.

WORDS BY

FITZGERALD.

MUSIC BY

BENKERT.

Published by permission of Edward L. Walker, 160 Chestnut Street.

Publisher and Importer of Music and Musical Instruments.

Ah! do not speak so coldly,

Cold words my heart will chill;

If I have lov’d too boldly,

Oh! let me worship still?

If

I have lov’d too boldly,

Oh! let me worship still?

The pure heart loves forever,

To its own likeness true;

And though fate bids us sever

I’ll love I’ll love but you,

And though fate bids us sever

I’ll love I’ll love but you.

SECOND VERSE.

The heart will throb in sorrow

If from its idol torn.

Nor elsewhere joy will borrow,

If love’s return be scorn.

Then do not speak so coldly,

Cold words my heart will chill;

E’en if I’ve lov’d too boldly,

Oh! let me worship still, &c.