A Greek Slave Song No. 22

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A Greek Slave
The Girl of my Heart
Song No. 22

Diomed and Chorus

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Song — Diomed

Diomed:

There's one whom I worship alone

The sweetest and best;

And if I may call her my own,

What matters the rest?

But if that is rapture too rare,

And never may be,

Then please you, though others are fair,

Then none is for me!

My love may be born a princess,

My love may be lowly of birth;

Whichever she be, I confess

To me she is queen of the earth!

Though poverty's path she may tread,

Or reign in her splendour apart,

None else will I worship or wed,

For she is the girl of my heart!

Chorus:

For she is the girl,

Diomed:

The girl of my heart!

Chorus Diomed

For she is the girl,
the girl of my heart!
For she is the girl of my heart!

Diomed:

No doubt a princess my be sweet,

And tender and true;

I'm sure I should kneel at her feet,

If I were but you;

But what are her beauties to me,

Her graces so fine,

If she doesn't happen to be

The girl who is mine?

My love may be born a princess,

My love may be lowly of birth;

Whichever she be, I confess

To me she is queen of the earth!

Though poverty's path she may tread,

Or reign in her splendour apart,

None else will I worship or wed,

For she is the girl of my heart!

Chorus:

For she is the girl,

Diomed:

The girl of my heart!

Chorus Diomed

For she is the girl,
the girl of my heart!
For she is the girl of my heart!

(Song over, Saturnalia revellers exit)

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