The leaves fall gently on the grass,
And all the willow trees and poplar trees and elder
trees
That bend above her where she sleeps,
O all the willow trees, the willow trees
Breathe sighs above her tomb.
O pause and pity as you pass.
She loved so tenderly, so quietly, so hopelessly;
And sometimes comes one here and weeps —
She loved so tenderly, so tenderly.
And never told them whom.
(John Collings Squire)
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