Kate Kearny, with The Answer/The Tear

by Anonymous

For other versions of this work, see The Tear ("On beds of snow the moon-beam slept").

THE TEAR.

 

On beds of snow the moon-beam slept,And chilly was the midnight gloom,When by the damp grave Ellen wept;Sweet maid! it was her Lindor's tomb.

A warm tear gush'd, the wintry airCongeal'd it as it flow'd away; All night it lay an ice-drop there,At morn it glitter'd in the ray!

An angel, wand'ring from his sphere,Who saw this bright, this frozen gem,To dew-ey'd Pity brought the tear,And hung it on her diadem.

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