Luyện nghe bài hát Mary of Argyle

I have heard the singing
His love to the moon
I seen the dewdrop clinging
To the just nearly born

But a sweeter song has me
At the evening's gentle
And I've seen an eye still
the dewdrop on the rose

'Twas thy voice, my gentle
And thine artless winning
That made this world an
Mary of Argyle

Tho' thy voice may its sweetness
eye it's brightness too
Tho' thy step may lack its
And thy it's sunny hue

Still to me thou be dearer
Than all the shall own
I have loved thee for thy
But not for that

I watched thy heart, dear Mary
And its goodness was the
has made thee mine forever
Bonnie of Argyle