Near the lake where droop'd the willow, long time ago!
Where the rock threw back the billow, brighter than snow
Dwelt a maid, belov'd and cherish'd, by high and low
But, with an autumn's leaf she perish'd, long time ago!
Rock and tree and flowing water, long time ago!
Bird and bee and blossom taught her, love's spell to know!
While to my fond words she listen'd, murmuring low
Tenderly her dove eyes glisten'd, long time ago!
Mingled were our hearts forever! Long time ago!
Can I now forget her? Never! No, lost one, no!
To her grave these tears are given, ever to flow!
She's the star I miss'd from heaven, long time ago!
Horn, Charles E., "Near the Lake Where Drooped the Willow" (1839). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 527.
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