Near the Lake
A Long Time Ago
Near the LakeA Long Time Ago | |
George Pope Morris, 1850?
| Near the lake where drooped the willow, Long time ago! Where the rock threw back the billow, Brighter than snow; Dwelt a maid, beloved and cherished By high and low; But with autumn's leaf she perished Long time ago! | 2. Rock, and tree, and flowing water, Long time ago! Bee, and bird, and blossom taught her Love's spell to know! While to my fond words she listened, Murmuring low! Tenderly her dove-eyes glistened, Long time ago! |
| 3. Mingled were our hearts for ever, 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 missed from heaven, Long time ago! |