Sweet Emma Moreland of yonder town
Met me walking on yonder way
"And have you lost your heart?" she said;
"And are you married yet, Edward Gray?"
Sweet Emma Moreland spoke to me:
Bitterly weeping I turned away:
"Sweet Emma Moreland, love no more
Can touch the heart of Edward Gray

"Ellen Adair, she loved me well
Against her father's and mother's will:
Today I sat for an hour and wept
By Ellen's grave, on the windy hill
Shy she was, and I thought her cold;
Thought her proud, and fled over the sea;
Fill'd I was with folly and spite
When Ellеn Adair was dying for me

"Cruel, cruel thе words I said!
Cruelly came they back today:
'You're too slight and fickle,' I said
'To trouble the heart of Edward Gray.'
There I put my face in the grass
Whisper'd, 'Listen to my despair:
I repent me of all I did:
Speak a little, speak a little
Ellen Adair!'
"Then I took a pencil and wrote
On the mossy stone as I lay
'Here lies the body of Ellen Adair;
And here the heart of Edward Gray!'

Love may come and love may go
And fly, like a bird, from tree to tree:
But I will love no more, no more
Till Ellen Adair come back to me
"Bitterly wept I over the stone:
Bitterly weeping I turned away:
There lies the body of Ellen Adair;
And there the heart of Edward Gray!"