Still are Silent stars still nightly gleaming Round her deserted home are Eyes bedimmed with tears drops streaming Lending a sadness to the gloom [this verse crossed through] Eyes bedimmed with tears are streaming Round her deserted home Sillent stars are nightly beaming Lending a sadness to the gloom While the winds of summer dying Borne from the deep dark wave O'er the land in dirges sighing Murmur with sorrow round her grave Ah! that form was ever moving Cora Dean was ever moving Cheering the hearts of all Fond of mirth and born for loving Spring birds would hearken to her call Birds tuned their carrols to her call