She dwelt among the untrodden ways
Beside the springs of Dove,
A maid whom there were none to praise
And very few to love
A violet hidden from the eye!
Fair as a star, when only one
Is shining in the sky.
She lived unknown,and few could know
when Lucy ceased to be;
But she is in her grave, and, oh,
The difference to me!
She dwelt among the untrodden waysBeside the springs of Dove,A maid whom there were none to praiseAnd very few to loveA violet hidden from the eye!Fair as a star, when only oneIs shining in the sky.She lived unknown,and few could knowwhen Lucy ceased to be;But she is in her grave, and, oh,The difference to me!
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