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