Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807–1882). Complete Poetical Works. 1893.
AppendixI. Juvenile Poems. Lovers Rock
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And some their doom have met
Heart-broken—and gone as stars go by,
That rise, and burn, and set.
Their days were in Spring’s fallen leaf—
Tender—and young—and bright—and brief.
Aye—it survives the grave;
When life goes out with many a sigh,
And earth takes what it gave,
Its light is on the home of those
That heed not when the cold wind blows.
Of life’s declining day:
How true hearts here were broken and cleft,
And how they passed away.
And yon dark rock that swells above
Its blue lake—has a tale of love.
Was saddened by the burst
Of passion, that made desolate
The heart it filled at first.
Her lover was false-hearted,—yet
Her love she never could forget.
The sun was going down:
The wave lay blushing in rich light
Beneath the dark rock’s frown,
And under the green maple’s shade
Her lover’s bridal feast was made.
Grief had her heart unstrung,
And far across the lake’s blue sweep
Was heard the dirge she sung.
It ceased—and in the deep cold wave
The Indian Girl has made her grave.