One eve the moon shone brightly, And gently f e l l the dew,

voiceColl. by M.C. Parler Sung by Mrs. Miner Griffin Conway, Ark. 12/12/53 Reel 177 Item 5 The Jealous Lover One eve the moon shone brightly, And gently f e l l the dew, When to a lonely cottage A jealous lover drew. Said he to f a i r young Emma, O'er f i e l d s and meadows gay, Let's wait and watch and ponder, Upon our wedding day. 0 Edward, I am weary, For roaming seems so dreary, Please, Edward, take me home. He said, Oh, never shall you Roam o ' e r these f i e l d s again, So bid farewell forever To friends you've loved so dear. Down, down she knelt before him, And humbly begged her l i f e, Way down into her bosom he plunged the deadly knife. Way down in the lonely valley, where the early violets bloom, There sleeps a lovely maiden, All silent in the tomb. She died not broken-hearted, From sickness or from woe, But in a moment parted From a l l she loved below.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation