SHE DWELT AMONG THE UNTRODDEN WAYS - Charles Wolfe Poems

 
 

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SHE DWELT AMONG THE UNTRODDEN WAYS

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 by a mossy stone
      Half 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!